Bright Morning
A Anjandev Roy
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Bright morning peeps every corner,
It's a great thing at this juncture,
I see it with my sublime poetic eyes
And jump with exuberance,
But my beloved friend can't find any meaning in it,
As he sees nothing like this,
He laughs at me and asks,
'Are you mad? '
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