First=nights Are Sweet. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

First=nights Are Sweet.



Hunger was acute.
Fruit was fresh; no other fruits.
The first-night was sweet.
29.11.2011

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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