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What a relief	A
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lungs of my soul feel	B
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to leave Hyderabad behind	C
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and float away into the air	D
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Thoughts begin to breathe again	E
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after many months	F
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How could this being live so long in the	G
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poisonous air of that dreadful city	H
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so saying the trees of Nilgiris gently drew	I
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me into their lap	J
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I wake up like a flower in the mornings of	K
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hyderabad and walking in its roads I turn into a	G
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rumbling volcano ready to erupt	L
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I walk	M
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holding up my pants treading the post	N
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independence civilization and poetry that the day	O
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of hyderabad vomits on the roads like a chronic patient	P
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one should write poetry only in these roads	Q
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Looking at government marked faces every next minute all cannons in me burst	R
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Exhausted I look at the trees pitiably and say	O
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I do not want poetry	H
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I want a bomb crammed with a thousand earthquakes	S
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How many such volcanoes like me are not walking in these very roads	Q
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Seeing and breathing the carbon dioxide of this obnoxious civilization	T
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why these trees blossom flowers why don't they bear bullets	U
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I shout at them	V
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This city is my cup of poison thrust into my hands by fate	W
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commanding me to drink	X
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All my passions and intoxications are in it	Y
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It is here that I lost my worlds and gained them it was here	Z
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that my life alternated between gain and loss endlessly	H
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in the cold blooded race of life	A2
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It is in these roads that I ran like a howling storm	B2
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and fell like a boat that lost its sails	C2
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I am going	D2
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carrying my memories	E2
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In search of a balm for these wounds	F2
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life here spares nobody ignites fire from man to man	G2
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O bird do not sing your song here	Z
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fly away in search of your own green hills	H2
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In the city of man in spite of hundreds of	K
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people buzzing about time has the upper hand	I2
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It is only the voice of time that is heard as	J2
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the single domineering voice superceding all the	G
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millions of voices of man	G2
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It displays the portentous fingers of its	K2
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impeccable hands in all the clocks of the city It	Y
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throttles the voice of man ruthlessly with those	L2
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inexorable hands	M2
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It descends on the chest of man like an	G2
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iron eagle of gigantic shape	N2
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But here in the hills there are not days or dates	O2
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there is not another single soul either	P2
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time which chased me to this place	Q2
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collapsed unable to follow me through the leafy	H
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and melodious labyrinths of these hills	H2
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strange trees stranger birds smiling and defiant hills	H2
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and the immense solitude that sleeps in the hearts of hills	H2
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all collude and weave a spider's web of silence here in which	R2
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the Time is caught like a tiny fly and meets its death	S2
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The feelings of this place are like flowers	T2
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unsmelt by anybody before The tree tops here can	G2
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be reached with eyes only and not with hands	M2
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Over the heads of those trees which are brushing	D2
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on the canvas of sky a large white cloud rolls	U2
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by with big strides	V2
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Breeze lazily knits a delicate net out of	K
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the breath of flowers all around in the blue space	Q2
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In the powers of unknown happiness man	G2
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changes into melody and flows in the bodies of	K
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birds and hills Man leaks away from the	G
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gripping fingers of time's hand	I2
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Even the little insect which flits around on	W2
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its wings in pure innocence and freedom enjoys	X2
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the happiness gifted to it wholeheartedly by	Y2
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creation to the same degree as man can	G2
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The insect is no less than Man in the	G
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borders of this land where the hills rule	Z2
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Here the power of Man's ego vanity and will	A3
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are abolished without a trace	Q2
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The unpolluted condition of pure life alone	B3
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has the right That is why I dragged Time into the hills and killed it	Y
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When I was in the seed I heard a note	C3
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Desire stirred in me to sprout and see the sun and sky	Y2
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To drink the nectar of wonder in silence I became the tree	H
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I became the dream of the tree in its branches which is to say	O
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I blended within me the melody the essence and the scent	D3
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and became the flower	P2
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Because it is only as a dream that I can	G2
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comprehend the secrets hiding in me	H
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In the dream was revealed to me that	E3
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earth water and air are different forms of the same matter	P2
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and that I combine within me the ultimate content	D3
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the quintessence of the three Soon after	P2
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this realization I became three	H
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Wore colourful wings Became a butterfly	Y2
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and ran after myself	F3
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Dipped myself in the leaves and came out	G3
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as parrot and ate myself the fruit	H3
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I became a fish forgetting my shorelessness	O
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swam across waters for unknown shores	O
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I am a tree all this is the journey of my life	A2
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Autumn anoints yellow on my leaves	O
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wind removes my garments mist sprinkles holy dew	I
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over my nakedness and I the tree like a king	D2
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after coronation confers imperial gifts of	K
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cool shades to the scorched earth	I3
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Day is flying its thoughts in the blue sky	Y2
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turning them into pieces of white clouds	O
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Hazy breeze is breathing life into my limbs And the fruit	H3
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hanging in the branches looks in wonder at the tree	H
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which is for ever flowing dropping leaves and bearing new ones	O
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and again shedding them like a stream of life endlessly	H
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The fruit wonders about the secret of this tree	H
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It bathes in showers of leaves that come down	J3
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at the slightest touch of the wind feeling the bliss and beauty	H
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of the falling leaves	O
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May be fruit is the seer who went into depths of meditation	T
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to learn the inscrutable secret of life	A2
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It sees life in death otherwise how could	K3
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death be so beautiful is its enigmatic question	T
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Even a thousand seasons of spring cannot achieve the grandeur and	L3
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beauty of a single nude tree which has renounced	M3
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all its leaves and flowers	O
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Oh I am bathing in beauty	H
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I swoon in the storms of subtle and deep pains	O
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which beauty inflicts on me	H
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O what a tree this this standing grandeur	N3
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where is its secret so thinks the fruit hanging to the tree	H
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It realises before it drops from the branch that	E3
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the seed of the tree is inside itself and that	E3
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the I of the fruit is no other than the I of the tree	H