breath,

breath, the cover says.

with an old,

wrinkled, five rupee

note as a bookmark,

i flipped to

where i last stopped.

and there it

is, the one that

will help me

write what

i need to write.

sometimes i need to

read the confessions

of another before

i can type

my own.

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