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Living on shifting sands, 

do not go for the rains. 
One day you will become 
a robber crab. 

A cross-dresser you were. 
My candle burns to see 
your face in dim light. Moon 
said, it was not yet dark. 

Playing with rustling leaves 
of autumn, I went on collecting 
the gifts of winter like my 
variant moods: yellow, brown and red! 

Go and meet my deadpan 
silver. It would never be my 
sizzling poem. I will pour the 
green river in your blue eyes.
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March 21, 2015
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