Keeping My Hope Alive
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The day is short
The path to the horizon
For the sun is shorter
The nests are heavy
With wings and soon
There will be no flutter
The sea is calm
Tides have lost the war
On sands foam is not rife
I have to go on
Walking till it is dark at
The fray end of my life
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