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Jul 2014
Her mind strays as she cuts into pieces
her spread of the morning's fish
fills an ache him she misses
couldn't hold him back her wish.

They crowd around bidding the price
till noon would last the bargain
she spoons fish scales cuts neat slice
in between remembers her pain.

What wasn't in her that he found elsewhere
so he left to never come back
what she lacked that he held so dear
one mystery she never could crack.

They haggle with her for hard bargain
she must have her day's profit
silently stings the long held pain
him still she misses every bit.
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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