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Sunday, July 21, 2019

Raja Chakraborty writes

Rain, is how I cry
When you close all your doors
Rain, is how I bleed
When the clouds could give no more
Rain, is how we met
When you were floating away
Rain, is all I have
For holding you back to stay
Rain, is what you see
In hidden folds of sand
Rain, is who I am
In water’s flowing hand
Related image
after René Magritte's "Golconda"

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