The stone with smooth tipTurquoise blue inchesMathematics across the tableThe gentle scratch of ignoranceFeverishly dipping into an ocean of numbersScribblings on a battered tissue60 it screams big and boldcolored ribbons around the roomAll here as a reminderPride slipping from the sleeveHonour catching the fallOne Voice. One World. One Love....
August 16, 2007
Vande Mataram
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Looks like you are up and about. Hope your back feels better. Do take care of urself. Previous blog.. very picturesque (sure I didn't get the spelling rite), but u get the picture. Loved it!
-Remember me?
-Ur stalker with a soul
Ahhhh the stalker with a soul.. How can I forget. Well thanks. back is mucho better rite now.. just been too tied up with things and haven't had the time to write.
Hi, we knew each other long ago :)
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