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Monday, May 26, 2014
Friday, May 23, 2014
There's this tiny
In the nearest vicinity of my left eye.
With subtlest protrusion possible.
The inconsistency sticking stubbornly since always.
I'll flip through kodak collection
To guesstimate its birth.
Coz' right now,
I'm busy running into the sun.
Like everybody else.
Coming back to the mole,
This midget has started
Getting noticed. Oftener.
And one fine day,
The not-yet-three nephew
Made me close my eyes,
So that he could wipe it off my face.
Exasperated, he ran to get some better scrubber.
And I managed to dash out of his reach.
Monday, May 12, 2014
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Monday, May 5, 2014
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