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vikas chandra
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In The Prison Of COVID Prejudice
When I Last Heard The Zephyr Sigh
Mandela Dies Here Every Day …
… For Jihad To Win
A Sigh Amidst A Million Mutinies
Home I Brought Our Unborn Dream
Our Pilgrimage To The Red Wasteland
I No More Seek Myself From This World
Between Left(ism) And Right(ism)
Sparrows Bathe In Sun And Dust
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