Possessions by A. Gautam I want to pack up the folds of your skin when you smile, and the magic in your eyes when you are my sunflower at dusk. I am your shooting star. I want to wrap it all with a red ribbon in a blue box— everything erasable or debatable— the little things I lose when I pack up and move. 8 Which word from the passage best conveys a sad tone? A. magic B. debatable C. little D. dusk