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You Are Terrible
BS (5-7-1970 / India)

You Are Terrible

around me your presence
grows like a shadowy tree

birds chirping and ripened fruits
hanging on it

you are away

my affections dancing for you
the inner music of soul
exploring newer rhythms

nowhere I belong now
except the horizons
that assure your crimson face

on a path that perpetuates journey
without destination

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