A Lament
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Like a yatch on its
Voyage to an unknown land
Tossing upon dancing
Waves far above a bed of sand
I move slowly in
The dream you see at night
When moon rises up
To begin its nocturnal flight
Like a wind that
Leaves the shore with a song
That to an old sea
Of many tragedies belong
Like a soldier
Fallen in the midst of a war
The pain of parting
Gives my heart a bleeding scar
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