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Jun 2018
Maybe like you, I too prefer the veil.
Unaware you might be of my existence
yet you run to the window.
When the messenger by your doorway,
recites my verses.
Recites my soul.
Ameen Haider Zaidi
Written by
Ameen Haider Zaidi  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
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