That Great Day
A Anjandev Roy
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That day,
That great day
Will never come back,
Everybody believes this,
The violent and destructive wind is blowing everywhere,
It's furious,
It's heinous,
And it's always uncontrollable,
Still the great soul hopes
The pleasant and lovely day will come back,
Though his hope is weak and frail.
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