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A RUM SORT OF PEACE
the mundane world rolls on
silently roars the silver ocean
colourless yellow feelings sleep furiously
boundless, free, spread all over
without any contour
and an essence of percolating peace dawns
so ginormous is 'His' creation
ethereal beauty prevails
e v e r y w h e r e
of the 'Unseen, Unknown Architect
How thank 'Him' for his uniqye opus
that fetches eternal ecstasy to mankind?
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