But He Thinks Otherwise
A Anjandev Roy
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I think
It's my name,
You think
It's your name,
But he thinks
Otherwise,
He firmly believes
It's nobody's name,
It's a mirage,
Which deceives everybody,
It gives a false message
With its false essence,
When we understand it,
It becomes too late.
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