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I pour forth… waiting for an epiphany…

Dreams and aspirations… Love and relations… Like the two banks of a river You walk on one and the other is out of your reach. You wait and shiver, And you just want to be on that other beach. Would these banks ever cross? Would I get over this loss? Why can I not dream of love? Why can I not aspire to love? Why can they not go hand in hand? My dreams and aspirations, together… with my love.

© Surya Murali

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