CAR
Ashok Niyogi
The moons of Jupiter turned away
When I cried.
After that she walked
To sit in a car.
We were friends
As we are
But she walked away,
To sit in a car.
I said to myself,
This is not the end.
But so it seemed,
So it seemed.
I said to myself
It was a joke
But it was not,
Was it a joke?
This walking away from each other
Whilst sitting in the back seat of a car.
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