A Precious Thing
A Anjandev Roy
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A precious thing is hidden
In the deepest core
Of the mysterious world,
I know,
You know,
In fact every creative soul knows
It's all-important
For all of us;
Though I try my best,
I can never see it
With my open eyes,
I can only smell the sweet fragrance of the valuable thing
In my wonderful dream,
Soon I get eternal peace and happiness
In my inner self.
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