Mysterious Season
A Anjandev Roy
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I was travelling
In the mysterious season,
Strange flower was continuously trying
To tempt me with its sweet fragrance,
I realised its evil intention
With my impeccable and superior sense,
I just began to proceed
Towards my crucial destination
With rapt attention.
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