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Here’s an enigmatic portrayal of an old lady by Monika, for Different Truths.
Her eyes,
like an ocean
calm and composed
One could
sense them,
carry all the pain,
that
the whole world holds.
They clearly flaunted
her weakness,
her fears
and the huge
storm
of those
uncried tears.
Keeping aside
All that she
held inside,
She still
managed to
smile.
The old lady
Kept walking miles
after miles.
Photos from the internet.
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