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Jun 2013
I haven’t ever known you, truly -
I got you easy, without a price.
It’s like the closeness of the birds
To the silvery clouds,
The treetops’ brush with the sky,
Too known is your face.
How could I ever know you were priceless!
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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