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Munindra Misra


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19 december 2011

Target

As the Hunter reached its side, 
And looked down with full pride, 
He exclaimed with joy begot, 
How well his target he had got. [1]

The shot deer in throes of death, 
Moaned in his last few breaths, 
`Understand nature and eternity, 
Brother - Just once the target you be.’ [2]
 (Eddies of Life) © Munindra Misra






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