Nostalgia
In Kolkata or in Rome
With rose or tulip
Every night we are back home
In our fond fetal sleep
Our body on its left side
The torso a little hunched
Knees bent in a comfort feel
Mom in a flower bunch
Whether snow or warmth
The fetal sleep is a medicine
The depressed bird from the north
Flying towards a warm sunshine
In a colored unconscious so dear
In our sleep we love our mother
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27/11/2016
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