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Priyashree Baula

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Priyashree Baula

Abstract

My Pen

My Pen

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It is many times in my hand. 

It is preparative all time to do something, according to me. 

It is ready to write, what I think. 

It is ready to do, what I want. 

It is ready to reach, where I can't arrive. 

My pen has a friendship with paper. 

Never talked to each other. 

Travel of words from the heart to heart and it also travels different colors of paper to paper. 

Just beyond any description. 


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