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May 2013
So deceiving
were the
subtle movements,
the conversation
that kept me
thinking,
the different
perspective
I thought I
was getting.
It’s almost funny,
how
for a moment
I was duped –
bright-eyed,
optimistic.
Almost.
Written by
Doshi
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