By Raghul N M
Not knowing her was fun
Fun, where I don’t laugh at my ceilings
My ceilings, in which earlier she does not appear
Does not appear to have a familiar face, but a friendly one
But a friendly one that hides something more than a friendship
Something more than a friendship with her is nothing less than this space-time fabric
Nothing less than this space-time fabric can help me understand why Not knowing her was fun
By Raghul N M
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