Time Is A Player
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The waves come and go
Depositing its sound at the shore;
Time measures the distance,
Inflicts sensation in the hearts
Of the onlookers;
Time facilitates entry and exit;
Smiling and weeping, birth and death;
Time goes beyond time;
And melts in the dark cavity of graves;
It creates and destroys at the same time.
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