An Invisible Conspiracy
A Anjandev Roy
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New sun
In the new morn!
It's great season,
Everything seems to be fresh and living,
New plants are growing,
New flowers are blooming,
New birds are singing,
New breeze is blowing,
New feelings are pouring,
Newness is reigning
Everywhere with its bright and dazzling spirit,
Still......a sense of deadlock is
Secretly ruling the environment,
It's an invisible conspiracy,
Which is surely destroying the glory and stability of important things.
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