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Siva Aravindan

Fantasy

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Siva Aravindan

Fantasy

Lamp

Lamp

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It stood there beyond my reach,

Inviting me by its appealing looks,

I waded my way against all the obstacles,

To pick it up from the ocean bed,

It stood tall made up of gold,

Studded with precious diamonds,

I opened the lid,

It was then I was transported,

To another world.


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