Swati Sanguri Poems

Darkness my old friend
you were there when no one was
the hand once held will not be left
That was the promise you made
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Come, let's marvel at the surroundings through the glasses of a mobile phone,
Let's look at each other through our mobile phones, shall we?
Let's click everything that comes across and skip what matters at last,
Let's browse and scroll until we die, and leave a post of goodbye,
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