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    Light White X: Poetry
    Light White X: Poetry
    Light White X: Poetry
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    Light White X: Poetry

    By Rajah S Ganesh

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    Light White X, November Tremors is a flash poem collection as its under title (argentic flashes) denotes it, it's a quick rush, a flash of light that impacts, imprints, imparts impressions on the reader of beauty and emotion in the Dickinsonian tradition with a dash of Dickian SF edge. You will enjoy the sceneries 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMario Amehou
    Release dateJan 5, 2022
    ISBN9798201108212
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      Light White X - Rajah S Ganesh

      Light White X

      Poetry

      Rajah S Ganesh

      Published by Mario Amehou, 2022.

      While every precaution has been taken in the preparation of this book, the publisher assumes no responsibility for errors or omissions, or for damages resulting from the use of the information contained herein.

      LIGHT WHITE X

      First edition. January 5, 2022.

      Copyright © 2022 Rajah S Ganesh.

      ISBN: 979-8201108212

      Written by Rajah S Ganesh.

      Table of Contents

      Title Page

      Copyright Page

      LIGHT WHITE X | November's Tremors

      LIGHT WHITE X

      November's Tremors

      Poetic Flash Imprints

      (argentic flashes)

      by

      Rajah. S GANESH

      The legacy of the Beloved One

      Here, she comes...

      Yet where is my Bestheba or My Makeda

      Lord of HostsThe Holy Ghost is felt

      He moves, goes, and melts our Heart

      of ice......

      Somehow, once , hindered the vicissitudes of Life.

      And the Hard

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