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Mutating Minds
I do not know,
For sure as,
I am quite unsure.
The minds do,
Mutate every,
Now and then.
For they are in,
Search of the,
Unknown known.
They like to,
Party and dance,
With the relatives,
Known unknown.
They call it,
Meeting of the minds,
Or mutating minds.
poem
by
Sanjeev Kumar
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