Random scribbling...

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The dusty mornings turn to flying kites
Wonder why, the happy togetherness of walking
Suddenly wishes to be a parachute…
Yet, the fairy tale knows…
Spring doesn’t spring eternal!
And… warmth fades…

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Anonymous said…
Kind of sad reminiscences of past days that one wants to get back and yet cannot do so ... memories that take back one to one's childhood and brings one back to the present, to deal with it, and tackle all its nuances that do not leave the space to Be Who You Really Are ... Nice Rendition ...
December 11, 2012 at 4:09 PM
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