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May 2013
Diamond I got,
feel lucky and happy about it.
But what was I looking for?

Diamond glitters...
Diamond gleams...

Cuts away smoothly,
the obstacles that I face.
But what was I looking for ?

Coal crackles...
Coal glows...

Burns to give warmth.
That's what I need.

Diamond gives pleasure.
I want to preserve this heavenly treasure.

In this flower of life
I'm a small bud struggling to blossom
with my own blood & sweat.

What was I looking for was coal.
I found out it to be my own soul.
sneha mundari
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