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Every morning I wake up with a heart full of hope and belief “Life is back to normal and the last few days were a bad dream” I gaze outside the window The sky looks magnificent draped in a saree, white and blue Behind the clouds, I spot the Moon whispering a sweet adieu The misty dewdrops look fresh, the green Earth serene Trees blossoming, the surroundings pristine But no morning walkers or school-going kids in sight Oh! The entire city is sleeping day and night Nobody is baski...
