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The River of Life

                     Literary Translation
                           Shajil Anthru

                       Life flows its course,

                         All in its own time,
                       Sometimes it brings,

                       Sometimes it doesn’t,
                         Colossal hitches.

                       Behind us was a year
                       Tough for us to stride

                       As if the divine entity,
                    Devised an wicked being

                            Some yielded,

                         Others struggling,
                         To get out of here

                        With their heads up.

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