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Father, who are you?
I have said my goodbye
In the time past ,to a great man
Who took time to mold this clay
To different shades of arts
My teacher, choir master, dance instructor
The hunter who squats playfully to kill a lion
My head is still light,
My heart still broken.
I’m crying now,
Some memories ring like a bell .
Bose
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