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by Kulbir Bhalla
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I don't have to run
At all to anyone -
It's for me to see
The fountainhead within me;
It's my source;
It's my force;
It keeps flowing;
It keeps bestowing
Day in, day out,
Without a doubt;
It can never dry -
Infinite is its supply;
It's my silver and gold;
Its miracles I behold.

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January 31, 2016
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Comments on this Poem

Comment Rupradhaji,

My thanks!

Kulbir
02/03/2016 15:38 PM

Comment lovely!

rupradhamookerjee
02/03/2016 13:18 PM




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