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The Theory Of What Is Left

Leaves the foot-prints of his reasoning mind.

Picked at random and eludes,
The fish
Leaves a gasp of relief.

Leaves a reassurance of the healing touch.

The volcano
Leaves a torch of molten fury.

Leaves for a short recess,
And the interlude bubbles with roaring life.

by Sunil D'pudi

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