A Bright Thing
A Anjandev Roy
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In the beautiful season
I was moving
With an optimistic mind,
After walking a long distance,
Suddenly I saw
A black thing in front of me,
I was terribly afraid of it,
But when I went very close to it
And examined it thoroughly,
I saw it was only an innocent little dark soot,
Soon I removed it
And found a bright and dazzling thing under it,
Its essence was absolutely true and authentic.
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