I Ran Towards Him
A Anjandev Roy
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I was walking with them,
Suddenly we heard a cry,
They remained indifferent,
But I became very anxious,
I knew it was the sad and pensive cry
Of another poet,
Soon I ran towards him,
A poet knows the soul of another poet,
As they entwined with a single thread.
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