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Mar 2022
....Upon the fleecy clouds
Within the garden of paradise
Echoes my pain
And disappears
within her misty eyes ....


.....Cries of grief and remorse....

......Her tears well up
And descend like Ganges
Down Lord Shiva's hairlocks
To meet
A tormented soul
And, silence her lamentation.....
Kabin Basnet
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Kabin Basnet  30/M/Nepal
(30/M/Nepal)   
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