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gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

First Class First


We are all
First class first.

Are we in truth and it is really
A crucial question to put.

It is sure we have no second
No third and no fourth choice.

We are all
First class first.

Truth is here with us
We are that person and
Living here as such
Without expecting much.

Let us called ourselves
Brilliant and auspicious.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 24, 2013
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