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The Dark Lady

Amala Bose

She drinks a lot

From closet tub

Weird weird !

White dress

Full of black dirt

Her face was clean and pure

Dark lady dark lady!

Is she blind or

Is she mad ?

She walks through the street

Carries a stone bag

Yellow light everywhere

She came closer to them

They ran off from there

Utter loud cry

Seems to be music ..........

(C) Amala Bose
04/30/2020


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