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Passing old memory lanes as the tram journeys towards home, how in the maze of thoughts do I find some happiness? Windows will share the tears on a rainy day. Destroying the old worlds as we fly around the globe, It was always raining in the new lands, parts of self left behind in pieces in the thoughts of friends Finding freedom in bonding with the unknown, filling empty baskets for the occasions of nostalgia, Realising only in the riddle of dreams where we truly belong, Nowhere.

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Date: 4/24/2017 5:15:00 AM
Poignant and beautiful writing with profound truth inside.
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ravi kiran
Date: 4/24/2017 9:09:00 AM
thank you Christie
Date: 4/3/2017 8:57:00 AM
Ravi, this is one of the most beautiful, profound and deeply touching poems I have ever read. A heartfelt 7 and I'm plucking it from the soup to put in my favorites :) Amitiés
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ravi kiran
Date: 4/3/2017 8:59:00 AM
Thank you, your comment means a lot to me. Ravi :)
Date: 4/3/2017 7:12:00 AM
The soul has many homes but the heart only one. Good write ravi.
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