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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Morning

As the morning uncovers the mystories of nature,
I try to collect them into my unable rhymes,
I try to decribe the beau with poems of few words,
Like a boy trying to hold the sea in his innocent hands.
Posted by Shrikara K at 1:16 AM

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