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Asmita Rakshit

Tragedy Fantasy

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Asmita Rakshit

Tragedy Fantasy

My Lost Mother

My Lost Mother

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Where the mountain meets the moon.

I'll meet her by the lagoon

Silvery dust and dotted stars

I'll lie on her lap, the time is ours!


The journey I have to make

Isn't easy my life is at stake

Still, I'll go for the moon

She's calling me, there's the tune!


Yes there will be danger and perils 

And now I won't say that I can't ;

Cuz I will be with my mother 

And that's all that I ever want!

 

'Fore she left, she told me

"I'll be waiting to embrace thee"-

In spite of the darkness and cold

I'll look for her fearless and bold!


Where the mountain meets the moon

There's no escape better come back soon

No, I won't listen to you- 'cause

To me, the mountain wind speaks through...


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