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Dec 2012
Red road,
Yellow tears,
White hope,
Nobody wears.

Black sky,
Dead pigeons, bullets fly,
Brown leather,
Doesn’t match a feather.

Green pain
Eyes rain
Amber wounds, kids sad
And you say: not so bad!

The ugliness of war
Looks lovely  
When we see it
Against light!!!
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A  Mumbai
(Mumbai)   
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