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Kushal Mehta

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Kushal Mehta

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The pond

The pond

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Like leaves when we dip our toes in, we all shake.

Its even worse when we step our toes onto the shore.

After we’ve submerged our entire bodies into the water.

We all wrap ourselves in towels and step inside, but the pond still ripples. 

Without us or a boat.

The water still stays perfectly still.


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