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Mar 2014
Blue was her
favorite color
like his
monday shirt
every morning
she glided
through
the stairwell
down the
alleyway
by the riverside
one glance
and in her head
she felt
the blue confetti
scatter and waft
around her
the feeling
was blue
and *magical
Upasana Roy
Written by
Upasana Roy  India
(India)   
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