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Paakhee Sehgal

Abstract Drama

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Paakhee Sehgal

Abstract Drama

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 hope   hunger   vulnerable 

Four walls compact...

Darkness around..

Trembling hands,

Subfusc face..


Hungry stomach..

Dry mouth...

Just one word...hope..

Why, the future is so vulnerable..



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