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Words
I am not striking with words
Neither am I using words as an armour
Nor am I buying or selling words
Through words I am but giving my introduction
Not of my particularity, but of my existence
Not of my scholarity, but of my perturbance
Word, my very identity
My past, my future,
my present,
Word, my force
Word, my devotion
Word, my revolt
Word my rejection
Neither is it afraid of threats
Nor does it suffocate in a dark cell
It does not bleed when touched by a bullet
Like a dead fish
It does not drift with the current
In pitch darkness
With the support of words
I have trodden my path
Without going astray
Each and every moment of my existence I do survive
With the support of words
<B>Written by : Abhimanyu UNUTH</B>
<B>Translated by : Dr Rajrani GOBIN</B>
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