teri judaaee guzar gayi hai muj se
jaisa dhaga guzar jaata hai soee se,
ab jo kuch bhi main karta hoon
see jaata hai judaaee k rung se.
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Separation
BY W. S. MERWIN
Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
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