He speaks in soft, remembered tones,
From London flats with aching bones.
An Eelam Tamil, far from home,
Yet never truly all alone.
Love is away from him,
But believes his love will get rid of his dim.
Across the world, where gum trees sway,
She wakes in Shepparton each day.
A Malaysian Tamil, steady, bright,
Chasing dawns in southern light.
Different times, separated love,
Their...
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