I let every grain of sand slip through my fingersAs the wind carried them away; Some drops of rain absorbed by the sand,Some dissolved in the sea.I'd go back carrying no tracesOf where I'd been,But the sand settled between my fingers,And the grains falling off from my toes.I wouldn't soil the carpet on the floorIf only I'd known...
-Sanhita Baruah
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