Raveendran N.V.


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Too busy to think about myself I used to stand
From morning till evening, sentry,
Between sleeplessness and armed excursions,
Where it was too hot during the day- time,
But when enough green and youth and keen eyes
And something inborn was there to keep
Me a dreamer nearly happy.

The sun had just mounted to burn out the day

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