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Apr 2020
My eyes careened
Towards a bright redness
That pulsated between
The heart of an intersection
I could not pass
As easily as I could ponder
I loved you once when I looked back
Right met left as I looked twice
It only seemed that the road
Was left open for me to enter
No more shortcuts
Only long lunges and breathless hikes
As the spikes of your fir scraped
On my knees and the mud covered me
Dripped in sweat and ache
An amorous aroma filled around me
When I saw a look of pained ecstasy
In the mirror that I had carried
Your eyes showed me the tricks
To finish my journey
Nature was the kindest person
Asking me through currents and whispers
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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