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To Humans

by Tanuri Thumbowita

To Humans

 

 

 

     I do not live in my body

     It is a mere abundant grave

                                     

     I do not live in my smile

     It is like a glass of wine

 

     I do not live in my words

     Mostly they are like bitter curd

 

     Once if you see my mind

     You will be enchanted by my sight.

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