I died long time back
I died long time backBuried in the soil of my homeland
Where I was wandering freely
My spirit was at its pure
Innocent people were my friend
And a beautiful hand caresses my hand
The day...
I bid adieu to my soil
I left my soul also
Poetry by Aashish Thakur
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Written on 2006-06-14 at 06:25
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