Tuesday, July 17, 2018
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Wait, for tired, my Love has gone into a brief sleep
in arms of illusions of a hoary night under a fading moon
when clouds threaten with sounds hollow but sharp and steep,
without rain enough in shrunken breasts to quench pied cuckoos
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7/30/2025 1:03:09 AM # 1.0.0
Saroj, such a well penned write๐๐๐