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Tuesday, January 27, 2015

The treacherous resident

One house,
Four chambers,
What fills them,
One knows not.
A shadow,
Perhaps a wise thought.
Part venom, part blood,
Snakes through corridors.
Room enough
For both
Devil and divinity.
What dwells in there,
Defines us.
Some allow Raama,
Others prefer Raavana.