In Your Own Floor
A Anjandev Roy
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How is it?
I don't know,
Nobody knows,
Only you know,
As it has happened
In your own floor,
You know
Whether the bright sun shines
There or not,
Whether the gentle breeze blows
There or not,
Whether the sweet birds sing
There or not,
I know
You have a genuine poetic soul,
You can feel everything
And smell everything
In a perfect way
In your enlightened realm,
No one can excel your class and excellence
In this context,
So, the great world loves you
And adores you so much.
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