I started this love letter yesterday but somehow my pencil got stopped. I am avoiding prose owing to obvious reasons best known to you, yourself.
day and nights
I put my harshest hard
quest of mine
find of yours
remains
elusive
ever to come
shifting sands of mine
often remind me
of blues
of fights
lets not spirits
that I make
my own.
ajay ahuja.
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