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Feb 2018
Calm solace in the night  
Pushing a pen, left to right
Though  concept undefined  
Word on nothing, and anything
Build from a scrap
  
Drift inside a core of A to Z
Sometime found, a new world,
And got lost inside
Sometime, search for identity,  
And rediscover self
Sometime, found an attentive ears,
And a glimpse of smile
Sometime, word lost its taste,
And sometime,  
they are the best

All about A to Z.
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections. 2018.
Mystic Ink Plus
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Mystic Ink Plus  M/Nepal
(M/Nepal)   
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