Going To The Woods
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Anil Kumar Panda
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I watch the green expanse
In awe as my breath seeks
For a nest within its periphery
Sometimes, I like to be alone
Lying on the bed of leaves
Here to forget my rotten past
But the sound is there that
Comes filtering down through
High boughs to wake me up
To the reality of the danger
That inhabits each step as I
Come out to feel the sunshine
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