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Anil Kumar Panda
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Yeah, it may be long or short
But the gist moves around sadness
It is about struggles and survival
But we all did our best;
Thatched huts would leek
And make the floor muddy
We slept getting soaked and shivering
Like worms; no one listened.
Death had a different tune to play.
Now grown up and have roots
Of banyans we can suck up a pond
We can threaten the clouds with
Our various sizes of coats
Hanging on walls and can chase
Deer with ease into the jungles
We have survived and are flouring
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