destined to be changing arenas,
venturing into a new world,
from a pool of common gender,
was all of a high task..
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a resonating write..so much expressed with such few words...crisp!
'its not mere attraction. that dies before me../ its not mere love. that dies with me../ its a sculpture, that lives and lives and makes a history...', true, things of the past remain for ages, to serve as eminent preservers of that time. Lovely lines.
Excellent thoughts....sweet flow of poem.....