Life And Death
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Mother came back buried her child;
The shadow-faced light followed her …
The Asoka-grove was covered with dry leaves.
Indifferent wind suddenly flew those leaves;
Seen a newly sprouted grass peeping at
The light stood beside it
removing scarf of shadow from face.
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