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For Him I Know Not: Vi
suddenly from somewhere
a niche untouched by
reason or rationale
untouched by
the routine affairs of men
surfaces and pulls me
into its womb
for a moment its
emptiness stares at me
and throws me out of gear
in a blink i gather myself
for there can only be
fullness where you are...
23may2010
09.12hrs
poem
by
Indira Babbellapati
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