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Mar 2011
Separated by lightyears of silence and nightyears of stone
The words you speak to me are all unknown
In a crowded train on an empty line
I'm searching for someplace i can call mine
In the mirror of an hourglass naked i stand
My scars are hidden and safe in her hand=Nausher
Nausher Banaji
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