poetry

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Can you imagine?Underneath the night sky,sparingly scattered leaves,Wavering myself in muddy sand, that voice called me. It yelled for me.I made effort to run. To escape.Startled as I flee, the voice comes closer.At the very dead end, I knew there's no more way."I have you! Game over. Dead end!" The voice echoes from afar.I realized… Continue reading Enclosed.