IN THAT WINDY MOUNTAIN
only one
who stood
with me
in that
windy
mountain
were
loneliness
came down
like thunders
and hugged....
Still.....
I cried
thinking
you are
going away
Poetry by anoop.m.r
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Written 2008-03-11 kl 12:14
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