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Sunday, November 18, 2018

Vision

In my city
it was as usual busy.
My friend and I took an auto in South Kolkata.

I never told you this before.
I saw you once
Your face appeared like a lightning
at the horizon.
And after our first meeting
your face kept coming back in subconscious
until the day you became
a monsoon cloud and left your shadow on the glass door.

Lucknow, India

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