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5d
On the floor of washroom
made me scare
I looked and checked
What it was?

It was the shadow of
cobweb hanging from the ceiling of washroom

Looked me
Like the painful past
Whose shadow in present
Creates an uneasiness in life
Written by
Vanita vats
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