When he asked why I kept quiet?
Did you see me?
No I am a blind.
How is my song?
I am a deaf.
Why so quiet?
I am a dumb.
Then how did you answer to my all questions?
You only made my soul to speak
And that would be much appreciated.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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