The Playground
A Anjandev Roy
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The great playground
Is still there,
But there is no player,
As I stare at it,
I sincerely feel it invites me
To play in it,
But I am the only player,
So what?
I begin to play in the lovely playground
And I get immense pleasure,
The ground too becomes extremely glad.
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