To return again and again with waves of love.
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Since that moment of separation
A traveller without his destination.
Dreams treasured,
Over million agesCan’t turn into lyrics…Unsolved mysteries,dreams of myriad nightsMetamorphose into dreamsnever get cherished.Turn in stead to relics.This is a translation of the poemସଖୀ-03 (Sakhi_03) /Odia PoembySubhas Chandra Chakra
Beauty lies in the symmetry,
None alone would be enough.