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( votes)Pendrive
written by: Hsenura
@ARArunesh
Lying small, detached
With plain nothingness,
I watched her work
Buzzing like the bees!
Standing aloof and teary,
Knowing I can't reach,
I looked at her space,
Questioning who I am.
Added when needed
Removed when not,
For her thoughts,
Not a man to invade,
But only a pendrive.
Hsenura
I'm a Literature student doing my Masters, in love with darkness, solitude and inevitable mortality.
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