Behind The Scene
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Kesav Venkat Easwaran
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Oldies depart
New buds sprout-
In the oceans
In the woods
Instant color change
Numbers get thrown upwards
Thrown down
The artwork behind the curtains
Who is prompting the artist?
No one
What is the prompt?
His desire
His thread
His puppets
He is the player
The playmaker
The only actor
Behind the scene
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