The Wind Blows Past The Town
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Anil Kumar Panda
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Past the sleepy town
At the lap of undulating hills
The wind flows showering
Its love and soothing care
Past the gorgeous stream
Wounding around the hills
The wind blows in waves
Ruffling long and dark hair
Past the deep foliage
The wind goes shuffling
The tree tops saving souls
From sorrow and despair
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