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our eyes to our ego, a bit?
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In an age in which the roots of goodness and relationships are getting detached, I thank God for permitting me to witness the sweetness... -
She was a singer, a composer, a poet. But no one knew her name and she never got any fame. She tuned her thoughts and hummed them as song...
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Another fellow traveller along the wayside Our ways cross along the way to our dreams We call each other 'Friend', we are...
That is so so true. We don't care, we are in a mad race which is not taking us anywhere but snatching a better tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteA wonderfully written poem, Sindhu!
Thanks so much Saru..
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