Antique

Apr 3, 2023

1 min read

Updated: Sep 16, 2025

By Deepthi B

The pager

continues to beep

No one has

allotted the antique

any heed

One day, the

battery cools

away

The material

obsolete,

can no longer

satisfy the

promise

The maker

necessitated

to indoctrinate

Revived yet again

By Deepthi B

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