Waves rushed towards you
like you were the moon.
On your insecure sunsets
you hugged me and coiled in me
like a snail.
My walls
echo your voice,
your absence
rings like the empty shell
in my ears
with my heavy, insecure
persisting sunsets
-Santhosh Kana
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