Finding dignity in withdrawal, and coming back after sunset—to walk alone in the night, alone. These are some fitting lines, Satish, the proverbial icing on the cake, the summation of a poem that begins with the existential state of “being without space”—what a remarkable idea, to simultaneously be and not be, the ultimate contradiction!- oxygon
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