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Disturbed

I wake up after a deep disturbed sleep, counting the pain of numerous nights.

Looking for a lost friend,
For an old, wrinkled, shaky hand of immense support.
I wander in my thoughts with empty eyes…

Comforting hands assure me back, my lost kingdom
I regain the strength to live with his securing words…

I see a new day filled with fresh sunshine
A happy little bird taking a careless flight
I revisit my morning joys ….
Un calling the pains of previous night.
sharmila Ranade
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
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