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May 2018
O dear traveler,
my heart dweller!
we can not hover
when the trip is over
must not rip the heart
when our ways drift apart
since the memories rewind
the travel persists in the mind!

some trips, end...
but actually never end...
memories are carried forever...
in the soul they blend...
Jayantee Khare
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Jayantee Khare  45/F/Pune, India
(45/F/Pune, India)   
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