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my subconscious writes me letters gentle urgings - from that deepest space where dreams go to rest and fears go to hide little fragments of inspiration that dance provocatively only to vanish when i rise from my stupor little ghosts of memories past present and future bound up together as unfailing reminders that wherever i go i will always be me -Vijayalakshmi Harish 30.11.2012 Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
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Nov 30, 2012
Nov 30, 2012 at 7:00 AM UTC
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my subconscious writes me letters gentle urgings - from that deepest space where dreams go to rest and fears go to hide little fragments of inspiration that dance provocatively only to vanish when i rise from my stupor little ghosts of memories past present and future bound up together as unfailing reminders that wherever i go i will always be me -Vijayalakshmi Harish 30.11.2012 Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
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