Sunday

Njan Aara (Who am I?)

(Many thanks to Avial for asking me a potent question)

A stranger on a street?
A song with one less beat?

A whistle in the dark?
An arrow missing its mark?

A bullet in your brain?
A ghost on a runaway train?

A brother to another born?
A choice forever torn?

A presence you'd remember?
A shiver in warm December?

An echo tripping down the hall?
A lone brick in a broken wall?

An excuse for laughter?
A call made the day after?

A chapter in an open book?
A conversation laid off the hook?

A shadow in the rain?
An escape from pain?

A partner in crime?
A reason for rhyme?

A voice dying slow?
Someone you know?

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