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Sampurna Samanta

Abstract Horror Classics

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Sampurna Samanta

Abstract Horror Classics

A Stranger

A Stranger

1 min
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He stood in front of me in all his glory,

His tall frame only added to my rage and fury.

One not seen for years on end,

In front of me to make his amends.


Now he is a mysterious acquaintance, migrating visitor,

A guest upon my life in a sudden rush of air,

Friend or foe, I never know, is that fair?

The waves of time changed us forever,

For the changes were set here.

The thin line between us is in danger.

A man I once knew, now a stranger.


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