The blinking eye of an error
The sad prose of autumn
Talks to me silently
Quietly she comes in carriage
To tell me the truth of life
Festivals of life for the godly hour
Moonstruck beach of perishable night
Been through the year all around
My dear soul of autumnal night
Crystal minds think alike
Before the mahoday loses its rain
I claim my life to thee.
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Sayani Mukherjee
Picture Nick Victor
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