What My Blanket Has Witnessed

You don’t see anything
Because you’re kept aside
Like friendship
You choose your benefits
And not invited to participate
In everything
Some days, you face the cold alone
Rolled up in a corner
Bearing your stomach ache
All by yourself
The lovers kick you away
Or lay you out as decorations
To smell the coffee
And think aloud
What better things you can do with your life

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