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Blurred Purpose
By Neeldip Barot
The trees still grow on lands unbiased, The fruits still ripe with impartial waters, The leaves still dance with the free winds, The branches still bear laughter free of sins.
So who are we to draw the lines, Between nothing yours and nothing mine, The time is nigh that we define, We are the colours not outlines.
By Neeldip Barot