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Mar 2020
Misty hues surround us
As the sound of silence envelopes us.

Tear-dried faces greet us
Bodies soaked in sorrow and pain meet us.

Relinquished human spirit opens the door
Unburdened souls walk in on that floor.

Indefatigable were we
Surrendered now we lie.

All covered in the mist
Of the uncertain tryst.
Still Mulling.
Written by
Navita  India
(India)   
  66
   Mohan Sardarshahari
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