Contributor: Adreyo Sen

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Some people look so small and frail
that you begin to imagine
if you touched them,
they would easily break
and fall away.
Disappearing as if they never were.

You are the singularity
at the corner of our vision.
On dragging parties,
the lone, aloof elegance.

You are already a dwindling disappearance.
Would you take fright and become a ghost
if we conversed?
Or would the delicious silence
of your graceful shoulders
become ours?


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