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Poetry
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A search of a tomcat
begins. The chaos of the gods has wrong
effects. Never ask the almighty, why to die.

Everything belongs to
you. Life was ungrateful. All the steps
had fault, but gay blessing goes on

Beware my love, I am
water, I am salt. The tears are in my
eyes. The crucifiction starts.
For a thinker there are many questions without answers. Still one has to move on positively.
Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP, 524003
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