Gururaj B S

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An Evening Walk

Out I come from my dwelling,
to take an evening stroll,
little do I actually realize,
how much life has taken its toll.

Entering into the greener fields,
all I hear are sober birds,
The very illusion of fields being green,
tells a tale than do any words.

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