Her prescient prediction
about people was seldom wrong,
But once when she needed it the most,
it ditched her,
for she ignored all signs of his philandering,
lingering all the time along.
The world called it madness,
She assumed it to be love.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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Funny how things are so much easier to see and comment on in others while dealing with ourselves can be an almost impossible task?? Why is that?? A good topic to write on?? Ha! Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks so much for your lovely comment. Much appreciate it
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Thanks so much
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