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Mar 2019
A twinkling star looks into the mirror,
And asks itself, "what is my colour?"
Now shines it red, and now deep blue-
What better could the fickle mirror do,
When the star itself didn't have a clue?

Ajey Pai K
For peace. With Love. The Silent Poet.
Ajey Pai K
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Ajey Pai K  28/M/Amsterdam
(28/M/Amsterdam)   
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