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Saswati Swetapadma Behera

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Saswati Swetapadma Behera

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tranquil the imagine of imagine create word gallery love the beauty of nature

Really the hidden world, a magic space

Feel the unreal as life

Foremost creation of the supreme

No star there but shiny floating

Dense dark searching something

Sometimes touching, bottom ground

Leaving bubble up to round

Rock bed spreading lap

Hide and seek game within dark

Unseen creatures come to meet

Touching cheek showing greet

Out of imagine really beauty

Tranquil ground trying hear

Nothing to listen nothing here

Something happening less live

No fear as have, no life.

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