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The blade of
time bleeds
upon your brow,
'nother line etched
deep, you
wonder how...

Everything decays,
skin, bone and tooth,
a wrinkle is but,
the sad memory
of youth.

Anirban Kapil Baishya (7/9/2010)

It reminds me
of war I,
told her...
Wonder how,
I could
what I,
had not lived.

Anirban Kapil Baishya (4/9/2010)