The Going Back
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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The shell hides the churning within,
Composed till breaks forth
A new bunch of feelings
With no shell
No holds barred
All ready to take on the world.
A transitory battle is waged
Till the soil envelops.
The shell is back underground!
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