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Nov 2016
Collecting fallen stars in a basket
Walking through the streets
Bellowing louder light for sale
Living in a world of darkness
Filled with artificial illumination
No one need a natural radiance
Blurring their vision with curtains of materialism
Prathipa Nair
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Prathipa Nair
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