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Reflection by the Ocean

The gust rushes past me

In my knees can feel cold bursae

Zephyr cools me

Aids to meliorate with a thought spree

Vastness if the ocean 

Accords foresight and glean

Orange glow of dusk 

Commences my forage for musk

A stroll by the shore

Ushered my reflection to the fore

My mind surfs like the ocean

Washing away the grime and dust

No longer us there wanderlust 

Apropos my life goal becomes a must

The soft sand caresses my feet

As my destination I set to meet 

– Pradnya Surve  

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Written by Pradnya Surve

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