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Repetition

Four minutes past eighteen

And a dusty sunset

With pink clouds blurred.

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Commas; Dots

I had an impulsive urge to rearrange my entire room last month at a time equally away from noon and evening. By the time it was midnight, there was patch of untouched floor in my room three out of five furniture pieces at new postings. By the time is was sunrise, the untouched patch of floor was cleaned and pushed back to inaccessibility and, five out of five furniture pieces were back to their older postings. You see, the new arrangement didn’t let my mind sleep even though my body only craved sleep. It is though another conversation altogether that neither did its predecessor. A week after that, my documents were less documented and more scattered – one sheet at a time. The files within reach seemed too far for me and, it all kept piling up. But the Friday last week, I made the journey to them and filed papers dated back to kindergarten. Floors were mopped; clothes were pressed; errands were ticked and everything was put to place. I arranged life like you’d arrange dominos.

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