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Sep 29
Yes, I want to be sure of you,
But here I am, not having the slightest
idea of what to do,

We laugh, we talk everyday as the
darkness turns to light,
With us being so messy and not
knowing what to decide,

I find the words to explain that I
have such little hope,
You ask me not to worry and that we are
sailing in the same boat,

Smiling to myself, I sink into my pillow,
Wondering how a request so simple
can fill me with a sudden
deep hollow…
September 2021
Anjana Muralidharan
Written by
Anjana Muralidharan  26/F/USA
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