Where words come out from the depth of truth…
Rabindranath Tagore
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Where the peace means uniformity and
words haven’t lost its glory. Where thoughts
come flow like spring mountain river reaching
out to rise not ignite. There freedom is not only release
from shackles but achieved as each dreamt;
the reason is not alleyed by narrow thoughts and
depth of knowledge deep as the first sunray. There thoughts
of ancestors not lost in cavern of selfish purposes and goals. There
truth doesn’t mock itself. Awake us into that haven, Mother.
Thoughts of Words 
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