Bridges are being built
hands are reaching out ,
they were strangers
to each other ,
so were we ,
a smile ,
a cozy corner ,
a hand held ,
a tear wiped ,
with a soft whisper ........
to spin them ,
us
into one .
akash
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Beautiful!
Thank you , my friend .
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