The Reason Is Known To Thee
A Anjandev Roy
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When I write,
It appears in front of me
With its glorious stature,
Even when I don't write,
It appears before me too
With its great spark,
This is strange,
But this is always true,
This happens day after day,
When I try to know the reason of it,
A bright shadow smiles and says to me from aside,
'The reason is known to thee.'
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