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Matchsticks by Sambit Kumar Pradhan

Cleaning the house today, Chanced upon an old matchbox. Just two matchsticks- One intact, the other burnt. There wasn’t any need, yet I struck the one intact and Watched it completely Shrivel into a skeletal twig Of charred coal. The past few luminous moments Lit upon those childhood memories- Hidden away from mom, Secretly lighting up matchsticks, Just for the guilty fun of it.

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Nadeem Ahmed
Nadeem Ahmed
06 sept 2019

U dare bring me those memories....well...thanks

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