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The Conceit

The Conceit//

Razia Pell​

It's only October.
The evening breeze is breathing the chill of winter.
Maple leaves are turning brown.
The flickering of lights from the distant poles are bored like beggars.

The rose-petals are mourning their deaths in the dust.
The earth knows its orbit- the sun seems to be lost...
I have turned my eyes.....the blinds.......
let the stars dance, rejoice and witness dark blue nights.....

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