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True drive hardly dies
When we were under a roof,
We spoke by eyes, lips dumb.
Now away, unseen each other,
We see by voice, eyes blind.
Afar, I see you by your words
Like a blind sees by his limbs.
30.04.2001, Pmdi
poem
by
Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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