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I saw her from aside, Her face was darkened by shadow , That fell from the bulb above, I could not sight her clear and straight, Nevertheless the outline seemed familiar, I bent down and tried to focus, Only as far as she thought that I was not odd, Wow she was known and known to me for sure, She was my sister and I was sure, Why did then she not talk to me, She had also seen me for true, Even she exuded the aura, That I associated with my sister, A strange feeling enveloped me, Talking to stranger is not my forte, But she was not a stranger, However as I did try to open my mouth, I thought she may not be but I was a stranger to her, She bore a semblance for me, but I did not for her, so I kept quiet, and looked away from her.

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