her life--a perennial confusion..
her smiles--the denotation of her grimace..
her cries--the outburst of her exultation..
her warbles--it pervaded along the dark forlorn paths..
her complacency-- she calls herself a nightingale.
............zeri.
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Wednesday, June 10, 2009
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