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Oct 2013
I’m so happy,
This morn god used me
Save a life
At least for the time being.

A water-hen chick
My cats’ fav pick
Its groan woke me.

Chased with a stick
The predator so to speak
It dropped the bird free.

The early sun hour
Blessed me savior’s power
The chick escaped with a broken wing.
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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