Imagination
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Neela Nath Das
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I hear your footsteps,
When I walk.
I hear your voice,
When I talk.
The mystery of music
I bear with me.
It's better to hear
Than to see.
I imagine you
As my soul's best Pal,
You think of me
As I'm loveable.
Reality is harsh
But dream is fine.
Mysterious bond it is,
Hard to define!
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