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Feb 2015
a strange
blue, pale
darkness
in my world  of thought

I am blind,
don't know what's the  way

does it hurt you?
somebody asked me, can you remember me, my face
my finger,  my lips , frozen eyes.....

how can I?
I am blind
under the grass sleeping........................... oh darkness
(C)asoke kumar mitra,Feb27,2015
asoke kumar mitra
Written by
asoke kumar mitra  india,kolkata
(india,kolkata)   
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