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A word
O there is a word
You come to me
And take me away
To your home.
O there is bird
Who come to me
To see how I am
Preparing myself
To face the doom.
No word no bird
Now you see desert
And you are calling me
When I am enjoying
The dust and the dirt.
O my dear friend
Please come and come
You are welcome
Just for the sake of the sun
Just for the sake of mart
And that is our chat.
poem
by
Gajanan Mishra
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