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Neem-chameli! How have you been? Long time (short lane) no see I am late again just another day Sun marks me absent I will compensate in the evening if moon is kind enough to take extra classes for me.
I still look the same, you say! But you have changed you never used to fall at my feet like a knock on the hollow street.
I pick up the phone the wireless volatile extension of a phantom-limb sensation fragrant and hold all along the road in my hand left gently you might hang up on me.
A dialogue develops with the dial-tone as now I keep you balanced a diagonal to my collarbone The other clavicle eavesdrops further down,
The benches like buildings and ground of safety-pins pin a belt going around the waist to make the two ends meet somewhere in the middle.
