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Jan 2015
My secrets made public
The day created me, in the new Republic.
My memory lapses are creations by Him,
Preserving my freedom till eternity.
Nothing premeditated, we met at the junction
Fixing everything- space,time and date.
A missing smile drove my face into oblivion.
Brief as a sigh, we were back, in motion
To meet again
On the life's highway.
A sleepless night. I had forgotten that today is the Republic day and was rushing to complete some boring transactions!
Muraleedharan Koluthappallil
Written by
Muraleedharan Koluthappallil  58/M/India
(58/M/India)   
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