Life Is A Dry Leaf
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Anil Kumar Panda
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This life is a dry leaf
In the midst of spring;
The music is there played
By the wind but to the leaf
It can't much pleasure bring;
The life is a dry leaf
Fluttering in the branch
Of time and patiently waiting;
To be swept away into
Oblivion when the world
Revels in the warmth of spring;
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