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For New Beginnings

Yes I know. I have heard this said before.
Everything that has a beginning has an end.
Beginnings and ends are two sides of the same coin. They go together.

But hey, so what if that which there once was
Is now no longer there
My lines are not for things dead and past
It is for things yet to start.
This is for New beginnings
Whatever be the end.

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    1. Hey, long time :-) thank you for your visit.

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  2. Rajesh, I've been traveling for a couple of weeks, and I have just now checked back to your BLOG, and Wow!... the writing is wonderful... You manage to find exactly the right words to fit a memory, a mood, a longing... And you turn it into fine poetry. Thanks for the writing.
    Jerral

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  3. Watch out for the endings, my friend. It's the endings that get us down... but, OH! those glorious beginnings. They are worth whatever comes later. Maybe, I'd better rethink that last statement.

    Good writing, Raj

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