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Reliving a Time
On a drizzly morning
Many rains ago
I held an umbrella for you.
The sky opened up,
Brought us close,
Though not close enough
To live under one umbrella-
The painting is there
Seasoned by passing years,
Do you live to see it?
I would die for one more go.
poem
by
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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