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We caress our wounds
In silence
The darkness bleeds
The siren shrieks
Or is it the vagabond fear
Whistling
In distant streets?
Silence returns
We look up
Dreading each other's 
Blacker smiles
Inspite of the 
Dawn.

~Anita Sabharwal

#melancholy
#poetry

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