A Piece Of Beautiful Cloud
A Anjandev Roy
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I stare at
A piece of beautiful cloud
In the sky with great pleasure,
Slowly it begins to move farther and farther
Towards the invisible sphere,
I cry
And ask the lovely cloud,
'Why are you disappearing
In the invisible realm? '
Soon the wonderful cloud murmurs in my ears,
'Dear friend!
Don't worry,
I will come back again
In your sleepy world
With more beautiful and promising stature.'
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