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Jun 2013
A night in miniature,
I carry in a space mysterious,
of this woebegone heart,
from where I access it at will
to dream about our days
spent together in bliss
and feel closer to you
till the moment I wake up dejected
and be dolefulΒ Β the next moment,
as I'll never meet you again.
K Balachandran
Written by
K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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