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Yonder - Mohaddesah Riyaz Ladiwala

And I miss the soul you poured in me,

In the quiet of the world around us-

Two branches, entwined,

Extended from different timber;

Until one weakens, its hold loosening,

As the other held on tighter,

Until wind, angel of death,

Blows the soul yonder.


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