Wishes
D Deepak Kumar Pattanayak
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How easy is born a paradise
Decked with many flavors and many hues
Spellbound as if of a waterhole
In arid and up in a tree an apple
Chased times through thick and thin
Transported by the moon and the sun
Oh! Nearer got it I, yet flits away a little, a little
Like a butterfly from flower to flower in a sky still
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