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Jan 2013
Sitting on the sandy shore,
I wanted something more,
The tides at night,
So strong yet light.

All the words spoken,
Are being broken,
All that I think,
Are here to sink.

Even when I have everything,
Yet so many things it brings,
The joy is to be one among it,
Hence every night here I sit

By - *Venkat Raghavan
Written by
Venkat Raghavan
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