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Criss-Cross

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If you would run to the clouds

that stretch

till the end of time.

I will then , hide behind

the trees

that are greener than forever .

If you would hide behind

words ,  that haven’t yet

found their rhyme .

I will then run to the land,

where goodbyes

are not  an endeavor .  

Arijit Roy

(Poem and photograph)

 

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learning to fly like those angels did a long time ago ...

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