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The tears rolls down my cheeks
as each moment I sacrifice myself
to combat with alchemy of emotions.
Listening to those caustic words
Who are you? as daily chores
I sacrifice myself more.
My heart and soul gathers all vigor
takes a new Avatar to answer that question again.
New dawn ,fresh hope,virgin hunch
that today he will call me by my name…
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For OSI #109,
Sunday Scribblings
3WWW
Filed Under (77 fiction) by Geeta on 25-03-2010
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NOTE: **Fictional writing bounded in 77 words.**
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FREEDOM
She was numb,she was dumb .It’s been 9 long years she hasn’t seen the dawn.
Her hopes and future have evaporated in waiting. A cacophony of chuckles knocked her ears as she walked towards the officer.
He said wryly “The eye witness of your case approached us with solid evidence of your innocence and the culprit has been caught…you are released.”
She is neither happy nor excited because she knows that her son is the real culprit.
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P.S Thanks to Mahesh of Wisdomism for his valuable opinion and guidance.
