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How many days are there that hold on ---- with the sun in their heart, nights sit with moonlight in hand! How long has the earth been spinning caught in the axis's symmetry, some stars can be seen in the far sky some stars stay hidden from everyone and some wake up -- in a young person's dream! Birds circle round and round in the sky some people go away -- out of sight marks remain on the ground on the scratched stone! The farmers' straw houses break again and again still they sing -- in the Bhatiali tune, the marginal people keep watching like the quiet sky, suddenly a solar storm in the whimsical boy an agitation lives in the students' minds! Words themselves are silent the rest make so many words!!