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Dec 2020
Those constellations that reflect,
In the illimitable rainforest, dark and damp,
Are those, if truth be told, galaxies?
Or glass chips embossed in your guise? O! beauty!
VIKNEYSH RAJ
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VIKNEYSH RAJ  18/M/Tirunelveli
(18/M/Tirunelveli)   
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