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Feb 2021
You know where to, all those rivers run to?
To the oceans my love, to the oceans of love.
Ever thought of the waves?
What fortunes they seek?
It is to come home to you
Least For a sight of your shores
To reach and touch on your laps
Even if I vanish away,
Dear I'll be whole.
Amal Backer
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Amal Backer  22/M/Kerala
(22/M/Kerala)   
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