An Anonymous Writer
A Anjandev Roy
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An anonymous writer
Comes in my sweet dream
With his glorious stature,
When I try to touch him,
He recedes farther and farther,
But as I ask him,
"Where do thou live? "
He answers me immediately,
"I live very close to thee."
It seems strange to me.
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