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Knotted again

 

A rainy evening...

And a flashback to the yester years...

Some memories flashed like the lightning...

And a smile got canvassed through her wrinkled eyes...

 

While some sips of the hot coffee..

Ran through her congested throat...

A known voice intruded her solitude...

"Is it him?" Was her first thought...

 

And as they stared at each other...

Their lives came to a pause...

Past once again appeared before them...

They got immersed into The ocean of emotions they had long ago lost...

 

And while they were wandering along the maze of some diplomatic address...

Unaware they were Trapped again to fall...

They kept on gazing at each other's eyes...

While their silence spoke it all...

🌷(1)

◄ Set her free

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