Wrote this one on my way to Kutch =)
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Lonely inside
Alone in the out
Thoughts suppressed
Elevated now
Staying afloat
Keeping my distance
Feeling numb
This soul a nuisance
Guilty conscience
Haunting nights
One single thought
And hundred other subside
Fly pretty butterfly
For you have nothing to fear
Flower to flower you can hop
Without spreading a tear
Copyright (c) 2010 Deepa Seshadri
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