Knocks repeated knocks
Dead of night
Pounding
The Door and the Heart
Friends and Loved Ones
Left to cry
Fate awaits
No Garlands
Jagged edges cut
Deeply
Our silence
Even deeper
Biko, Anand
Together
The wages of deceit
In a dying nation
Romi Mahajan in an Author, Marketer, Investor, and Activist
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