Thoughts
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Anil Kumar Panda
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My thoughts are like leafs
Making swishing sound
When mind observes angles
In the road of my journey;
They die, get washed away
In the rain of daily chores
And get rebirths with a new
Season of maturity and events
With spring of success they
Spring up from hibernation
And send the aroma of love
In paper boats to thousand souls
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