Small Pot
A Anjandev Roy
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It was a small pot,
I continuously began to pour refined water in it,
But it became bigger and bigger
And it was never fulfilled,
It seemed strange to me,
So I stopped,
Then I pondered deeply about it for a long time
And finally found the true and sublime reason of it.
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