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Feb 2021
I have this beautiful
simple
armless
blue colored plastic chair
and
I often rest my weary feet on it.
Almost forgot what ground felt like until today when I put the chair away.
But
seeing cracks on the walls,
which were never there before
I placed the chair back.
Written by
sumi  29/F/Kerala
(29/F/Kerala)   
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     Imran Islam and Khaab
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