Poetry : 26-09-2021
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A cry in the wilderness,
A search in a vacuum,
Beginningless and Endless,
With no any resume.
Goes on and on,
A spree utter consume,
The seeker is desperatedly,
Obsessed with a presume.
Could one ever find out,
The essence of the shadow,
The one, who is his own,
Would he ever know,
Could it be ever known?
Could it be ever shown!
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