I Am At The Door
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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I am at the door
Thinking about life and its times,
Sitting by the door
And thinking about
The fleeting times of life,
Sometimes it is the house full with,
Sometimes lies it empty and vacant
Making me lapse into vacant thinkings and random reflections.
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