Fume!
A Anjandev Roy
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It's fume, fume!
Everybody is anxious,
From where it comes,
All run to find out the spot.
The vagabond bursts into laughter,
He advises them like a wise man,
"Smell it in your heart,
It comes from the smouldering humanity."
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