Monday, March 23, 2020

A Piece Of Glass Comments

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I talk to my friends,
gossip with the humming bees,
whisper to the wind driven clouds...
Still I feel restless
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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee
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Anil Kumar Panda 25 March 2020

'When I look at a piece of glass, I can feel my existence, '.. is true. Our reflection gives us the purpose of our existence. Nice poem. Thanks for sharing.

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yoonoos peerbocus 24 March 2020

the cause of our existence spurs us on

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yoonoos peerbocus 24 March 2020

cause of my existence is the spur that spurs us on.fine

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