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Monday, April 11, 2011

Eruption

Whoever thought we could progress beyond selfish gains?
We that were born of dust, to dust return
seeking grief over love and happiness
the children burn even before they are born.

Copyright @Sandhya Suri 2009
Sandhya Suri
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