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Poetry by Soumyadeep Chakraborty
The Autumnal Letter
The road shines with the layer of first Sunrays of Autumn,
Comes the folded dry leaves again into life.
Nothing more to expect
Nothing much to crave for.
Before every dale flows the stream
With dew fed potion
Contained in the vastness of purity.
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