Script

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Come, quench the once unquenchable.
Unravel the verses that linger
Yet remain misconceived.
Thaw the frozen!

Smoldered with dust
Left to rot in the open,
The pages within wither.
Alas, white lends to yellow.

Declassify the thoughts
Once labelled a masterpiece
Of rancid air.
A lovers delight yet
A Puritans despair.

Delve further than the rest
And unearth betwixt
The facade of dolour
A victim of a misshapen script.
Wherein my dearest,
The lead truly lies uncompared.

-Rounak Barman

Image courtesy- https://wealdenliteraryfestival.co.uk/wealden-writing-photography-competitions-2018/

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