Each For All, All For Each
A Aniruddha Pathak
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To be from soil free,
No freedom I feel for thee,
Soil posed, agreed tree.
Here's the point of call
If things in place were to fall:
Freedom is not all.
If I am the tree,
The soil be the society
That nourishes me.
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Reflections |21.03.2020|
Topic: freedom, tree, society
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