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By Nithin Das

A web, me and a ticking clock

All were these within the room with a lock

I gazed upon the web to see

Something mystic spawned out of it

This was the key

That unlocked the world beyond the wit

Reflections a thousand and counting

My anxiety, mounting

The room skewed within the web

And I see a many me

With wonder and shock

I turn towards the clock

The time just stopped

The clock just dropped

The door just knocked

Panting I realize this was a dream

That shook me as smooth as a cream

And made my inner scream

By Nithin Das

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