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May 2015
Look at him,
oh, how composed he looks,
like a tree on a windless day in spring

But alas! Our eyes see as much.

His heart is in pieces and bits
as, in love,
he pulls her up to fulfil her dreams

while

she holds onto the rope
that drags her baggage and
still a little hope.
Sa
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Sa  India
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