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Nov 2018
You look me in the eye
but don't even see it
That silent sigh...
Did you notice?

The specks, the colors,
of the orb
blasphemies, troubles,
that they absorb.

The silent word,
hidden under wet lashes.
Things absurd,
just one thought flashes.

Every feeling,
waiting for your glance.
Waiting for help,
What's your stance?
Ananya Dubey
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Ananya Dubey  18/F/New Delhi, India
(18/F/New Delhi, India)   
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