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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Lost

Words lying deep
Inside the creases
And folds of the heart

Waiting to be
Unfurled, unwrapped
And to be presented
Like fresh dew drops
To the green moss

As a promise of love
By the dawn

Alas! they are forgotten
In the swirl of thoughts
Dissolved
With the fluid emotions
Vaporised
Diffused
Lost

And I stand
Mute......
Again
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