What She Said -

Kuruntokai 231

Though he lives in the same town
he won't come into my street
and if he comes into my street
he'll not come near and hold me close.

He walks by, unseeing,
as if past the cremation grounds
of strangers,
and so my love,
once unashamed and senseless,
has fallen far away
like an arrow shot from a bow.
Author of original: 
Palaipatiya Perunkatunko
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