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Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Riot of colours
Like you the Sun too
moved away
leaving me in the
midst of this
riot of colours
all around;
all colours of
my life bubbling
throbbing
pounding and
panting with joy.
Will you come back?
Sunshine sure
would be there.
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Clascale
I am a writer, poet, translator and an art critic with an avid interest in fine art nudes. I know a few Asian and European languages.
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