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01022021 - 32/365 Sun moved towards the north The

01022021 - 32/365

Sun moved towards the north
The pristine empty blue Indian skies
Filled with Kites aspiring to fly high

But Alas! 

The skies got clogged soon, 
with millions of hunters and the hunted
Many hunted, drifted off
without any direction, 
Without any sense of rhyme or rhythm. 
Until the minions of the masters
Catch them and keep as their trophies. 

Why this, Almighty! 
Give the hunted some new strings
Strings of hope!  01022021 - 32/365

Sun moved towards the north
The pristine empty blue Indian skies
Filled with Kites aspiring to fly high

But Alas!
01022021 - 32/365

Sun moved towards the north
The pristine empty blue Indian skies
Filled with Kites aspiring to fly high

But Alas! 

The skies got clogged soon, 
with millions of hunters and the hunted
Many hunted, drifted off
without any direction, 
Without any sense of rhyme or rhythm. 
Until the minions of the masters
Catch them and keep as their trophies. 

Why this, Almighty! 
Give the hunted some new strings
Strings of hope!  01022021 - 32/365

Sun moved towards the north
The pristine empty blue Indian skies
Filled with Kites aspiring to fly high

But Alas!
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