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The pangs of love
When desolation struck
After each episode of love,
Wisdom dawned on me
To realize how I did waste
My time, energy, money and grace,
Sooner to be replaced by another
One, I forgetting the past,
Like a mother’s resolve at delivery pain.
21.07.2003
poem
by
Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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