#HomecomingPoetry

She took a step,
and took in a breath,
as she mounted the stairs,
and bade farewell.

The machine moved mincingly,
making moves at every turn,
until she meets her first shell,
ay! it's not so far away.

Until it stopped in front of her,
she looked at her shell,
it's grown roots,
and the scent pervading the atmosphere.


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