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The Train I Saw
The train I saw for he first time
Of this kind never left the station.
My pain in left leg became deeper
And I never consult the doctor.
The train I never know
The pain I never feel
Came like a joke.
I was going on writting and writting
The night ends and all those
Who present enjoyed the folk.
poem
by
Gajanan Mishra
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