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Rebel | A Poem by Ananya S. Guha

Heresy assails the mind
like a downward spring.
after that — catcalls.
Don’t be a heretic, they will
stamp you over. Just make
few noises of disbelief, in your limousine. They will believe, you are the true rebel.



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