My Place - Poem by san santhosh
sitting in your place and thinking your memories
no one surrounding me except the dare breeze
where you went everyone knows
now i ask your place
where you went
it keeps silent and the dare breeze went away like you
now my place is totally empty
because i am sitting in your place
so please don't make me as a empty.
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