A Sacred Shadow
A Anjandev Roy
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The young pilgrim
Had travelled extensively,
He became tired and weary,
At night he got
A cosy shelter in a little cottage,
Soon he fell deep asleep,
At midnight the traveller saw
A sacred shadow in front of him
In his sleepy realm,
Being anxious,
He woke up in cold perspiration,
But he found none,
The pilgrim became stunned.
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