Chotu: A Child Labourer
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Mahfooz Ali
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...It happens, '
His mouth is writing.
You can see it
in his face, the way
he forms his lips
to frame the words,
then catches himself adrift,
checks his body,
can't cash for the moment
his currency of thought,
comes back to where
their conversation lagged.
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