Sublime Story
A Anjandev Roy
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I see the sublime story,
It's crying
In deep pain and frustration,
As it stretches its eyes,
It clearly sees that
It has no room
In the dark and obscure realm,
The pleasant story gives up hope,
But then the story suddenly feels
In its great soul that
A little bird sings beautifully for it
From the mysterious zone,
Which promises a lovely room for the glorious story.
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