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Apr 2021
and then your shadow
towers over
the wall against
which you lay head
that which is
unashamedly dark
with no pretence

it looked the same
on best of days
and on most luckless
it's just there...

right there on a wall
your husk without the bulk
unashamedly false
unabashedly fickle
Written by
tranquil  New Delhi, India
(New Delhi, India)   
   Imran Islam
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