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Jul 2013
If ever you find my face
Shadowed in clouds of glooms
My lips bereft of smile’s grace
In my eyes despair looms,
Rest your hands upon mine
Keep them there awhile
To see once more the sunshine
Once more a beaming smile!
There’s no pain so strong
Your hands cannot heal
No chasm so long
Your touch cannot fill!
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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