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Tired of sleep and tired of wake up
Like a blood is vanning like a poison
No answer to simple question
Like a madness in words
Pouring my mind with fountain of water
Boils my heart
Will purify my system of thought
Search is endless
Search is endless
With everyday
With every moment
One thing what a great phenomenon
Like a turn the unturned has meaning
Or no meaning
Aur stop your search of search
Is dilemaa of power to labour
Copyright © Ravindra Nayak | Year Posted 2016
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