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I will need some new words today. To say what I did not want to say, scratching at the surface of truth. I do not fight with meanings. A shade between two borders of lies between right and wrong. The eyes will speak for the fierceness of hurts carrying the fear of unknown. It is, or was it drifting? The declining time or sliding years whichever was true, will find a fallen tree in a flowing river, when I was still searching the sandbar My sane world has no desire. Satish Verma

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Date: 2/2/2011 5:44:00 AM
Enjoyed reading your work this morn..I am glad that I chose this one to read..Sara
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