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Mar 2021
if I am not there in your gathering,
there is no sadness,
there is no sadness..
stories of ours, of our closeness,
aren't less,
they are plenty.
I have turned
my mornings into evenings sitting in your courtyard.
[that is I have so many times passed my time there.]
Vinasri Ravichandran
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Vinasri Ravichandran  21/F/Malaysia
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