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a presence i always feel,
it disturbs me with the joy,
the joy, the sound which gives zeal,
of elevated thoughts, a sense of fusion
never understand whats its reason,
light of the coming sun
living air, birds' fun
a motion and a spirit that impels,
blue sky, white cottony clouds works as a spelt.......
poem by Jais Mani
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