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Many a moths around one flame Life’s alluring inviting game Many lose themselves; what to blame? The desire to burn in is to blame... This game goes on for fixed time So long the wick burns cute a dame The flame too has its demise tame! Who sets this flirtatious game sublime? -Kesav Venkat Easwaran- 20th October 2010
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Oct 29, 2010
Oct 29, 2010 at 2:01 AM UTC
Game Sublime
Many a moths around one flame Life’s alluring inviting game Many lose themselves; what to blame? The desire to burn in is to blame... This game goes on for fixed time So long the wick burns cute a dame The flame too has its demise tame! Who sets this flirtatious game sublime? -Kesav Venkat Easwaran- 20th October 2010
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Oct 29, 2010
Oct 29, 2010 at 2:01 AM UTC
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