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A little longer

I wanted him to remain still,

so I could hug him a little longer,

the aroma that he created would bring me to sanity.

Asking me why am I so much happy when we babble,

About things that our future and unpredictable.

I say I wanted to know how I fit,

in his hands when they get a little bigger.

His voice running through my ears,

Like a burning paper that doesn’t know the reason,

why they want him to get disrepair.

Still, he tries to burn himself slowly,

As along with me, in his breath, I hear,

He wanted to stay a little longer too.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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