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Sep 2021
is there any end to the
soul which sticks to you;
simply not listening to
your heart, made
the branches go dry

many farmers came and
water dripped and
drenched the soil
but the branches never
got wet.
the trees go dry
as time went..
Sandy
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Sandy  18/M/India
(18/M/India)   
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