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The world of many pages, pencils, pens and inks filled with a sense of wonderment, the beauty of creation, the grandeur of life and the sublimity of the arts.
Poetry is an exploration in itself, and “we shall not cease from exploration til we arrive back where we started,” and rearrange the world with words.
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