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I wrote to you on a paper boat Those questions in my heart, I wrote to you on a paper boat It sailed fast, slow and then a stand still, The wetness seeped in, the ink bleeded ... I expected you to raise your head, Reach out to rescue the boat on puddle, Some dreams of mine, you might have saved, The bleeded letters, you might have traced. All my antics not withstanding, The soaked boat slowly sank, My eyes flitted between the boat and you, Still hoping you will race to its rescue... When the boat slowly sank, The ripples died a slow death, Your head moved in my direction, "Phew! I am done for the day", you said.
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May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
I wrote to you on a paper boat
I wrote to you on a paper boat Those questions in my heart, I wrote to you on a paper boat It sailed fast, slow and then a stand still, The wetness seeped in, the ink bleeded ... I expected you to raise your head, Reach out to rescue the boat on puddle, Some dreams of mine, you might have saved, The bleeded letters, you might have traced. All my antics not withstanding, The soaked boat slowly sank, My eyes flitted between the boat and you, Still hoping you will race to its rescue... When the boat slowly sank, The ripples died a slow death, Your head moved in my direction, "Phew! I am done for the day", you said.
viji-suresh
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May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
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