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Dec 2013
I lay on my bed.

Something suddenly appeared,

And then,
within a second
it was gone.

I couldn’t see what it was.

I looked away.
It came again,

And went away.

I don’t know what it was.

I looked behind myself
and saw a clock
which wasn’t working.

Was I repeatedly going back in time?
Mahima Gupta
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Mahima Gupta  Kolkata
(Kolkata)   
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