Foxes and wolfs
Foxes and wolfs wanders
In dense forest
No moon no sun
The ages of history
Being turned.
Playing of light shadow
Continued under the tree
The tree keep me free
And I live
Water and air there
And I being
Transparent dissolved.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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