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In winter-kissed paths, under the snowy layers
in a haste, melting
I search for you
Among people filled streets
full of unknown faces,
With my solitude, determinded
I search for you
In Spam boxes, full of junk
When there is no hope
In Inbox
I search for you
Inside the Freezer
on the bottom of Yog-Hurt cups
Underneath cob-webbed bed
I search for you
Will I ever find you again?
By Jahooli Devi
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