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Sep 18
‘L’ife
a line drawn in the water,
in the wind, the waves, the clouds, the bubbles,
lines….lines….lines,
circle
a vertical line in the circle
line seeking horizontal passions
a speck of dust at the beginning and at the end
In intense pain, there is infinite hope.
Kurian Baby
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   Ben Noah Suresh
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