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This place is alike.. space and time..
Cold as ice ..
greying sand and whirlwind ... rise..
Rocks by the river..
And peaceful tide..
Dirt and soot..
Broken butts and wooden tiles ..

This place is light..
Different sight..
Looks like hills and..
Seems like kite..

This place is blue..
And bright.. a bit white..
Whiter than a biscuit bite..
chilling floor and..
Still as time..
Banks of river .. kanchi's kind..
The land of love and..
Lovely like..

This place is dark....
Darker than a day dreaming daft..
It looks like a lateral bark..
Sanded according seasonal shaft..
Summer, winters.. monsoon mark..
By regional task..

.. I am a mind..
Of mystical slice..
Original value added slide..
O to en.. for edit wise..
Eighty easel.. pencil tight..
Different rocks and distant .. might..
U and I are settled slight..
One and only writing cite..

One to three and fifty five..
I am cold and you are right..








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