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Oct 2020
I drape around
tenderness in graceful,
emotions painted
clear as
black and white,
holding the soul
all I can try and
proffering the same feeling
the way
I must have felt,
the purest and the most beautiful.
But do I get that feel
of the heart??
Must have seen and heard
Never have felt.
Written by
Arindam Barooah  30/M/INDIA
(30/M/INDIA)   
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