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| under the hood of my umbrella |
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| by krishnakumar sankaran |
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"she will arrive like a ghost in a sheet
of rain; her hair like tangled snakes,
lips parted to breathe out the wind; leaves
fleeing the touch of her feet" ...read online |
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