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Nov 2014
Among these endless windows
I catch a glimpse of your world
Playing the oldest of games
Your fingers you twirled

Mesmerized by your gentle fingers
As they dance to a muted tune
Your chatter breaks my silence
No longer am I immune

We can't stay apart any longer
That's my version of the truth
Glorious were our mistakes
The stupid ways of youth
Salil Panvalkar
Written by
Salil Panvalkar  Mumbai
(Mumbai)   
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