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Sep 2017
Then I reached
the peak of wisdom
I shut off my mind
I switched off the engine
of the plane of imagination
and came to a halt.
Descending down the mountain
I became a seed
and mixed with soil
it rained thereafter
and I grew a lettuce.
Ayaz
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Ayaz  122/M/Kashmir
(122/M/Kashmir)   
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