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Stray Birds
thou wilt find, Eternal Traveller, marks of thy footsteps across my songs Rabindranath Tagore
CXLI
WHEN I travelled to here and to there,
I was tired of thee,
O Road,
but now when thou leadest me to everywhere
I am wedded to thee in love.
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