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About This Poem
Forty Thousand Sunrises
The dawn comes each day
Barefoot outside my window
With fresh refreshed light.
I’ve been inspired by
Forty thousand dawns bringing
The new beginnings
The sky turns orange
And the love is old and false
The math I have done.
A glimpse of the sun
In a quite new form each day
Know it’s not over.
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Dr. Ram Mehta
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