A room within a room,
The house next to it.
Open the casket,
Dismantle the fence
And the shade,
Let there be some air,
let the sun come,
Let the sky come down
to the chest,
Soul after soul.
Let's touch a little,
If someone comes,
If someone goes,
Yet the house remains
Next to the house,
People next to the people --
The neighborhood is not null.
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© Sanjib Saha
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