As din that's heard always, by peace gets drained
and world around becomes a faded paint;
all dreams assume new hues sans worldly taint
and senses calm as soul flies high unchained!
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This world is true and dreams are strained. Mind and heart search for peace and love. This is beautifully penned poem...10
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