A New Me
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Like enchanting dew drops
Hanging from the tip of grass
Dreams come to shine in sleep
And vanish with a sudden flash
I wake up to face the reality
Of life and sit in the darkness
A new me will born in the morn
And I will not recognize his face
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