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Jun 2020
Thrown again into the abyss of loneliness,
The stone falls into the deep dark water,
its meaning lost in the vastness of mediums,
it returns to where it came from .
The breadth of time crosses our trivial existence.
What momentary pleasures we savor till this cup is empty.
The blood in my body runs a warm mind.
Blue Sky ,Yellow sun you melt my tears ,
I am old and changed but still the same after all these years.
Puneet K
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Puneet K  41/M/Seattle
(41/M/Seattle)   
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