(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India)

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Station

No body is there in the station,
no train is there at present.
Welcome the air to pass.
My son, be cautious
lest the air watch you
and take you out
from the station.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, January 17, 2012


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