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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 158

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

FAULT

Fault is like dust,

which flows with the wind.

Fresh wind blows after rain,

only when the dry conscience soaks water droplets

to rejuvenate the rhythm of humanity.

© 2021 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

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