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The only thing

Image Copyright  - Ankur Anand

On the bedside table.
Holy like your promises. unchanged,
Is a photograph
Of you and me.

Through the cobwebs of time.
I still can see. the love
Distant as echo,
Yet it makes me smile.

It sits there
in the cheap wooden frame.
The only thing in the house,
Still ours.


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