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Sep 2014
I remember the red flag symbolizing the sun,
With white and black horses running through
The meadow, their hooves destroying everything in sight.

The mist seeping into our blood,
Tingling us both.
It was the duet of our blossoming romance.

Shalini Nayar
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Shalini Nayar
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