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Sunday Poem By Vishwas Vaidya

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Symphony of Pain

Strumming strings
Of my wounds
She wove my destiny
Into a symphony of pain!

Stitching lips
Of my wounds
With strands of
Speechless moments ,

She choreographed
Their sighs into
A Nameless dance
Of a burning flame!

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