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Dec 2009
The silence of the breeze
flew down beside
and chanted a poem
so faint a voice

So faint a voice
I could hardly hear
the lines of which
would uncover never

Would uncover never
the secrets beneath
the whispers of a verse
awaiting to reveal

The awaiting verse
was asked to unveil
by my souls who craved
an embrace to liberty

An embrace of liberty
to the souls indeed
turned me a corpse
to the vulture's feast
Written by
Renjith Prahlad
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