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Jun 2014
In a haze of blue,

    I found you,

    In a shade of black,

    You had my back,

    In a light of yellow,

    You were always my fellow,

    In the lush of green,

    We were in our teens,

    In the blaze of white,

    In you I found my might,

    In the dust of brown,

    You wore your wedding gown,

    In a blast of red,

    Our vows were said,

    In the indecision of grey,

    By my side you still lay,

    Together we grew old, and our limbs grew cold,

    And then we left this black, for a white quite old.
The Wordsmith
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The Wordsmith  Ghana
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   --- and Mehma Kunwar
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