Perspiration
A Anjandev Roy
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It's a long and endless journey,
The great poet walks and walks,
Perspiration runs down all his limbs,
But then gentle breeze blows and soothes his weary wings,
The renowned poet considers himself extremely fortunate
And he resolves to continue his journey till the end
With rejuvenated energy and spirit.
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