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Jul 2013
I came to camp here
On the riverside
Overlooking the mountain
Where I would say **
And it would reverberate.
I had no companion
Till every morning
The birds woke me up
And made friends,
I had no lover
Till the moon's silver
Crowned the ripples
And made love.
I never knew
When quietly they came
And dug into me!
Now I don't want to
Leave the camp,
My dreams don't spin
Tales of other world anymore!
But I came to camp here,
Have to wind up and leave.
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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