The Matrix
The Matrix
There’s no aloofness
Between you and me
And if I feel any distance,
That’s only the time
And if you feel it,
It’s only the space,
In which we’re stuck up
With our divergence
Towards our convergence,
By which we shall meet
And live together
In the matrix of our origin.
By: R K Chowdary Jasti
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