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Mar 2012
a moments haste

and she buries herself forever

leaving behind a fruit or two

her debts for the seasons i gazed

nonchalantly........

when suppressed echoes flowed like a dormant volcano

and listless conversations

encumbered profound northwesters of the cerebrum...
Written by
Sounak Das
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