Afternoon
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Afternoon
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The afternoon is silent
With restless birds under slightly
tinged clouds,
Mind of mine is like a waveless stream,
On the ocean deep,
Full with fullness
A silent celebration,
The flamingo like birds sail
With wings like patch of stray clouds,
Beneath: the crows with fluttering
Wings like visible joy pass by,
The Drongos only fly like light
Flitting,
A vain witness am I with no work at hand.
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