My Soul
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Where is the end to my vagabond soul
Where is its destination and final home
What are its color, shape and size
How far it will fly to achieve its goal
Does it get trapped inside the body
In veins or in mind or in finger nails
Or in a cosy corner of the heart
Does it flow like water or keep steady
Wish I could imagine its form and shape
Wish I could play with it like a ball
So much stories and talks I have heard
Its course of evolution can I ever map
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