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“If my present were an echo of,a past I can’t forget –Then these thoughts are justan afterthought –and I am always in its debt.”These lines from Lang Leav’s poem ‘Afterthought’ foreshadows my poetry book ‘An Afterthought’ that exudes thoughts that have sat with me on a good day, a bad day or simply in the quietude of the night, and feelings that have been overlooked or forced into confinement, to never witness the light.