split second knowings

I live and breathe
in the name of the lord
in cutting off your breath
I find no fault

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I helped you reach
that distant star
on grasping it hard
you pushed me afar
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long summers ago
one afternoon
childish games
were played
in this backyard
amid the play
accidentally
a mistaken touch
shocked the spine
reddened faces
quickened time
in a moment
unprepared
they grew up
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The world, it feels
centers on you

till a thought crosses 

fleetingly
you exit quietly, this crowded street
a tiny pause

there could be
before it goes on again

without you
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It is hard to truly detest someone
there is a bit of myself in everyone
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Illusions do
and often must end 

an ounce of truth
is what you gain

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              Ziro, Arunachal Pradesh, India