- by Ayesha Parveen 10 Dec 2008
Category: Others.
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As I walk on the beach and feel the sand,
I stoop to write his name on it;
The name is there but very soon,
A wave comes and washes it away.
Can a wave, who never knew him,
Never loved him, wash his name away?
It seems so, but I know better than that
For wherever I go, I feel him there
His name is in me, none can wash it away now.
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
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