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May 2013
These wounds have
Subsided now but
The marks they
Left are the
Vestiges
Of a dark
And blurry past
Memories of which
Threaten with horror.
Hour-glass shaped poem
My HP Poem #261
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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