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Loop

By Khushi Arora


There are days

I feel hollow

And there are days

I overflow.

Sometimes I scream inside my head

and on some days, I cry

out loud.



There are days I laugh so much

and there are days of returning anguish.

There are days they tell me to stay busy

and then there are days I am drunk in nostalgia.


By Khushi Arora



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