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A New Year may or may not bring to fruition
our hopes and desires,
And
dreams may languish in forgetfulness Friends may vanish from our pages,
Sure, but all the same Hope never dies in the
human breasts,
That there shall be heard no more the groan
of voices,
As battles rage or Nature spits her venom
on unsuspecting lands.
Mourning , as flights disappear God knows
where
And the tears of mothers, daughters, sons
and fathers
Washing the shores of despair.
New Year, open your book to the page On
which is written Man's sagacious saga of peace
And retreat from blood be-strewn drama Open
your book to the page Which says "All is Well"
---- By Meera Panigrahi
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