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Stir fried noodles fell,
a sorry soggy heap
on our plate.
Tightly wound.
Intertwined,
jumbled together
like irreparable stories
of you, me and him.
Beginnings lost,
under piles
of tangled strings.
Curled up, messy
possible endings.
Take your pick.
Which one do you choose?
Or should I dig in?
With poised chopsticks
diving like a vulture
from the steamy spicy air.

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Photo. Indiatimes.com

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