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May 2016
When he comes o when he comes..
Let me lord hold him close..
In the dark nothingness of my arms..
When he looks o when he looks..
Let it be lord the same poetry..
My pens have scribbled n thou books..
When he goes o when he goes..
Let there be lord no footprints...
So that the heart never knows
Sanchari Ghosh
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