For Us The World Is Small
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Anil Kumar Panda
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I can't wash my hands
From your troubles
You are brother to me
Have picked you up
From rubbles
I can't breathe
The free air with ease
We have same blood
Your presence to me
Is like wandering in
The valley in soft breeze
I will be always there
Just give a call
Journey will not be hard
Travelling hand in hand
This world is so small
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