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Suraj Nanu
India
my son my son
don't take away my sky
tell me lies
only for once and leave
among the fairies you brought
scented breath
under white blanket
not any more
the ewe is gone
leaving the snowfall
voter turnout
working out the maths
of numbers
better way to inverse
mind over matter
waiting for rain
with a roar it comes
washes away
the dews along with the leaves
and the sliding land
departures
at the Silent Airport
smell of grandma
and the silence it brings
for a whole life
endless waves
over the surface
of ocean
quietude in the depth
treasures the corals
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