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Date: 23/09/2025
The sky breaks open with a silver thread,
Soft winds drift where the silence is spread.
Dew clings gently to the grass below,
A calm reminder of the peace we know.
Birds call lightly, not loud, not fast,
Moments like these are made to last.
A cup of warmth rests in quiet hands,
Dreams take shape like shifting sands.
No rush, no weight, just air and light,
The world feels gentle, fresh, and right.
Step by step, the day will start,
But stillness first must fill the heart.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
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