I met him
In the dusty road,
He had been walking
Since time immemorial
With great zeal and enthusiasm,
He had simple and innocent smile in his face,
I smelt the fragrance of true dust
In all his limbs,
Soon I recognised him,
I had seen him many times
In my wonderful dream,
He was the hero of my great soul,
I embraced him in an ecstasy.
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