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DECEMBER DEWS: DAY 31, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, YOU ARE MY PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE

DECEMBER DEWS: DAY 31, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, YOU ARE MY PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE

Unknown, unseen, your face ever;

we have met somewhere before;

may be along the sandy seashore;

somewhat in past of change over;

You are my past, present and future

Neither I am able to explain; nor expose

my feelings to you at this moment;

Nor to make you delighted in a way

or other at any time from my side.

You are my past, present and future

When I am down, you bring smiles;

inspirations; entertainments; vigor ;

The distance between us is so far;

yet I feel you are here beside me.

You are my past, present and future

I just know that I have known you

somewhere before my time of birth;

I cannot explain these feelings now;

somewhat, I keep my craze on you;

You are my past, present and future

I feel as if both our souls are connected

in a special way; I feel the warmth of your

presence always beside me wherever I go.

I feel a comfort I have never known before,

You are my past, the present and future

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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