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The day before seeing you Sky Is unreasonably Overcast. Plaintain stalks Quarrel with each other Birds go silent Friends talk In some other language When the tea vendor Asks for change I give him a pen When the girl in the office Asks for the headset I hand over my mobile Car’s key To the beggar A crow Scolds me Asks me Where have I gone I ask myself the same The day before I came to see you No Nothing Hope It’ll rain Tomorrow The sky Grins knowingly. Translator - Shyma P
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 9:35 PM UTC
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The day before seeing you Sky Is unreasonably Overcast. Plaintain stalks Quarrel with each other Birds go silent Friends talk In some other language When the tea vendor Asks for change I give him a pen When the girl in the office Asks for the headset I hand over my mobile Car’s key To the beggar A crow Scolds me Asks me Where have I gone I ask myself the same The day before I came to see you No Nothing Hope It’ll rain Tomorrow The sky Grins knowingly. Translator - Shyma P
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 9:35 PM UTC
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