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A short spell of rain 
with a silvery hope, 
a wavy peep 
through the closed door, 
and the quantum chemistry 
between you and me 
made the star studded sky 
so dreamy on that day-

on a deserted day, 
i sit by the window
see the smokes 
from the burning incense sticks, 
spirally vanishing 
into the hole of disbelief…