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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Growing up

by Subhankar Das

I hate to dream these days. I take those dreams out of my eyes and keep them beside my pillow and let them play with my pillow cover.

I close my eyes and I count those various blacks and try to hide in their darkness.

As I was walking in them I saw hand in hand coming out of them are my pillow cover and those dreams.

You will soon grow up love – I sighed.

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