Tag: short poem
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Baby River
From natural music a baby river born with a very sweet and silent horn Started running toward unknown place In the dark night and with rising morn
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MILK TO CURD
Warm Milk slept at night On bed of bowl woke up as curd
From natural music a baby river born with a very sweet and silent horn Started running toward unknown place In the dark night and with rising morn
Warm Milk slept at night On bed of bowl woke up as curd