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Shreya Seth

Poetry on love, life, things that matter and some which don't.

Wavering steps on sand dunes,

Hovering hands on your waist.

Flowing sand filled up into my eyes,

Your perfume filled up in my Lungs.

Thirst engulfing my mind,

Lust engulfing my senses.

I saw you standing at the horizon,

A mirage bringing me closer to my end.

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