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May 2016
Till waist deep I stand
in the middle of the river
where the eloquent music flows.
I scoop some of its melody
with my bare soft hands,
its clarity makes me shiver
like dancing notes sun glows
and nature sings a brilliant parody
for me to smile and understand.
Sourodeep
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Sourodeep  30/M/Bangalore, India
(30/M/Bangalore, India)   
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