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Another Journey
After a stormy night,
It's a clear sky.
The Sun is shining bright.
Soil still have smell of rain.
The wind is blowing.
So my beliefs.
The heart knows by now,
You wouldn't back again.
When you took away the candle, I held
The darkness appeared bigger than dream.
Twilight of morning has wiped the black.
Life gets flow of a stream.
Nothing is forever, nothing remains.
End of a journey, just another begins.
poem
by
Kingshuk Chakraborty
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