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Nilesh Seth

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Nilesh Seth

Abstract

Brook

Brook

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In the dark wood...

There is a small brook of water flowing through the caves of emptiness & valleys of exhausted dull colours!


In my dusky soul...

There is a small brook of sentiments flowing through the caves of your memories & valleys of my pain!!


They both end up into the ocean... 


Maybe that's why, the ocean and tears taste the same.


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