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Aug 2014
Soaking thoughts and mind bowing sounds
To give me company all throughout
A life so bitter- sweet
Beautiful as a monotony
Of strings played right

You spot me there standing behind the door
Once left ajar stays closed for now
Making sense of what I want
A game we all play
A neat gamble of ways

Sunset to dawn I lay in bed
Placing puzzles on my  head
A strike against my wall to be
I see a sea , just as you see  me!
As you see me standing there
As you see me standing there
Maria Tom
Written by
Maria Tom  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
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