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Still of the night
It is the still of the night
and there is the one hue of darkness
up down in the left in the right
Nothingness oozes ceaselessly from everywhere
I am wet I am drenched in nothingness
She is the mother
i live in her placenta
May i never be seperated from her
poem
by
Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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