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I arrange the boy’s legs harmoniously under the bush. All weeds are cleared now, there’s no visual blemish marring the picturesque child, as he lies here in the dirt. His orange sweater pops color into the framed picture in my mind.
Paroma Sen
Nilesh C
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Wow that took a sharp turn!
I code to feed the belly and write to feed the soul. Been in a hiatus for a while. Slowly but surely gripping my pen.
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