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Dhairya khatter

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Dhairya khatter

Abstract Drama

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Glance

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I write what I glance upon

Poverty or some clouds

Some weddings some processions

Or some bodies under shrouds


I get on paper, I pour it out

Like blood of my own

Then heal myself, and again leave;

Lost amongst these crowds.


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