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Sep 2012
The silver sword in her eyes, grazed my heart,
jolted, I tried to fend, for a few moments,
then realized, "neither of us is a hunter or hunted, each one is for the other;
*Love is the third presence, we should sail safe, in this boat, with our skills"
K Balachandran
Written by
K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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