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May 2014
Water bowl in one hop
two hops for a grain
life here is a full stop
in one ceaseless pain!

Inches flight is one leap
up and down sideways
eyes when droop in nights' sleep
forgotten are passing days!

All they have is two by one
space that's locked in grill
blessed are they when life is gone
death brings fulfilled will!

Their world is a 2 by 1 space
on this side am I fine?
in theirs I see my own face
their home is almost mine!
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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       patty m, Nirmalee, ---, Raj Arumugam, --- and 19 others
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