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Jul 2014
So fine and fragile those threads silken
Weaving together hearts, minds and souls.
Unseen, unvalued, felt but in silences deep
A cloak royal of Humanity worn always proud.

Divine can they be, of love human so tangible
of honor and dignity intrinsic to all proffered.
Still do we stretch and tear, malign that finesse
Till they are but tatters and even remnants no more.
Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit
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Niranjana Chelur-The Hermit  Here and There
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