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By Akash Submitted by Akash Date: 2002 Mar 18 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.18.13.58.27047]] |
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That unusual morning when the sky like a huge mass of something, Disintegrated into fine drops of rain drenching my cool cotton jacket, Leaning on my moped by the roadside, waiting to find a face, I found you between million raindrops, Your piercing eyes seeking an honest union, Thereafter it was just you and I. |