Monday, December 26, 2016

IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN TO INDIANS Comments

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The ground - still wet from the afternoon shower. Each little grass-blade
persistently returns the raindrops to the sky.
Having overheard this harmless dialogue, we failed to notice
the nightfall - suddenly it was there, between two cups of tea.
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Miroslav Kirin
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