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Aug 2014
At the moment
I vision my heart,
it's a sterling's nest
where last spring
the  sterling had sat
all alone
while summer came
and still alone
and then came fall
still alone'
he flew to another land,
hoping to find
the mate of his heart
while snow and ice
plundered his empty nest.
Tulip Chowdhury
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Tulip Chowdhury  USA
(USA)   
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