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Aug 2016
Sadness rises
From the preceding moment
The preceding day, the night before
And goes on till
The next moment this day
It spreads like a cloud
Over all activities
And it rains from your eyes
Till the people
Who had gone out on work
Come in, smile, and hand you the tissue.
Do not be sad. There are people who love you.
Madhukanta Sen
Written by
Madhukanta Sen  Clifton NJ
(Clifton NJ)   
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