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Apr 2020
an
ugly man
walks
up to me
and sits
right
beside me

"do you want a drink?" he asks.

"no," i reply.

we leave
the
conversation
like that,
but he stays there
next to me
-- until I leave.

ugly men
leave
no room
for
comfort
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   -, Harshitha Girish and Indeed
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