What can be hoped
after your last chance
is snatched away?
What can you say
when a debris of words
clogs your throat,
gnaws at your brain?
What remains
when your heart’s
tired of being numb?
What can be done,
when that ‘one last time’
never comes?
~~~~~
Asha Seth
Asha Seth 
That last time is best avoided if possible!
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That’s one interesting perspective.
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Questions asked and reflections on what can be, no forced narrative but gentle like the breeze making it beautiful, Asha.
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Thanks, Vishal. How have you been?
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amazing!
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A few words put in with such poise.. Amazing…
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Just WoW!
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Beautiful poem, Asha and that is life in a nutshell.
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Great one there Asha. this goes hand in hand with a song by Linkin Park. Its amazing.
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Iād love to know which one š
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