In Distress on My Comfy Zone

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In distress on my comfy zone;
I took on an inward reflection.
But, of what and for what ?
The repeated conundrum .
What if she isn't as beautiful as she appears in her pictures?
What if she laughs very queerly?
What if she's a motormouthed?
What if she asks lots of questions?
What if she fails to decipher Literature?
What if she dislikes early morning tea?
What if she gets away from Politics?
What if she didn't like me when we met?
What if she's not accustomed with Sufi music?
And multitudinous brain​teas​er kept begetting. 
I left my comfort zone,
Took a way to Mirror for ep​ex​e​ge​sis.
The answers oppugned my former thought.
What if her pictures' beauty outreaches in reality?
What if she laughs winsomely?
What if she's selectively vocal?
What if her questions hinge on reasoning?
What if Literature is her first Love?
What if early morning tea is imperative for her to begin an energetic day?
What if she takes interest on Politics?
What if she began to Love me when we met?
What if sufi music is her comrade in isolation?
And all these random thoughts played hide and seek in my mind ere i asked myself the big question;
Do I Love Her Devotedly.

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