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Friday, July 25, 2014

Regeneration

 
 
Her namesake, yet to be born,
Her effects, one to adorn,
Every little gesture of the one,
Just like her, will be found.
 
In one, I shall see the other,
With love, on both, smother,
“If only” – everyday I will sigh.
But no one can answer my why.
 
My life, she had mothered,
For her, I create another,
Their lives shan’t ever meet,
But her soul, in one repeats.
 
Without her, I have no rudder,
In the one, I find my succor,
Her life, I can never revive,
In spirits, I keep her alive.

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