'Friends' 'Separation' 'Longing' impermenance
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Life ! Nourish me with your upsurging valour A lioness in making , dreaming to roar All those shackled strings stiched her down Fabrics of indigo blued widowed ecstacy Trinkling laughter laughing at our futility
How can you not be here When your bites marks still Embedded lay, solid in my arm? I fear that you like them will fade And will not scar in substance.