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Lone wanderer in the vastness for
long
Bird of passage, nowhere did I belong
All the while you walked along
Behind, beside, ahead, queerly strong
I pined and ached for someone dear
To hold in rue and glee to shed a tear
Whilst you cried and laughed with me
Never heard you, I agree
Shadow, my unfailing companion
My soul mate and my sole mate
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“L.J.
Silver is a pen name. I am a human resources professional,
passionate about music, literature, and love. I write to release my
emotions, convey messages. I belong to India and this scenic state
that is known as God's own country.”. |
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