My Wandering Soul
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Anil Kumar Panda
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This mind always rushes to
The realm where I will take
My last refuge
When this body will no more
Bear the weight of the soul and
Set it loose
This mind always thinks of
The place where my soul will
Go to live forever
Or it will be assigned new tasks
In this mortal world and again
Become a wanderer
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