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Feb 2017
She was intrigued
by a nameless feeling
time and again.
She had a vague guess
of becoming a ****
in a mysterious game.
Who could say why she,
or what it all boils down to-

she would wonder
in silence often.
K Balachandran
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K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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