Saturday, March 2, 2013

Glove Memory Comments

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Memory

My eyes were bound by the darkness around.
My hands did grope for some hope, but none was found.
My hands in search for light found a glove that might bring sight,
As I switched the old bulb, light did bathe a battered glove.
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nandan gupta
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