Before I wither,
Give away to
My wrinkled skin,
Fade away,
Into some
Forgotten memories,
Die in my own
Tireless efforts,
To be,
Or, not to be..
Grant me a life,
Allow me to live,
But for a while,
By being myself,
Where no echo,
Of shore reaches,
As I surf,
The heart of waves,
Deep below the,
Blue ocean..
Let me live, but once..
~Manjuri~
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