Tyranny without force...
endless flight of stairs...
bullet without a target...
men without the sins...
promises not broken...
leaving without a last wish.
That's Hope.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
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A little clockwork train, to entertain our minds...
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and it sank my boat.
... getting the last squeeze out of the toothpaste
... searching endlessly for the hidden trace of meat in your teeth
... trying an SMS on a friends' 3 year old number
... boarding the 1830 Virar and wanting to get off at Andheri
... wearing a white shirt in the monsoons
That's Hope too!
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