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Anil Kumar Panda
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My life goes on
When I meet you at
The time of sublime dawn
When you come
To pick flowers from
Garden near your home
I feel glad to
Watch you collect
Flowers and blushed red
You tread upon
Bed of Soaked grass till
A soft ray grazes the lawn
You walk away
Giving a turn to see if
I wait for you to start my day
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