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Curiosity is a restless breeze, Stirring leaves on ancient trees. It whispers secrets in the night, Guiding hearts toward unknown light. It’s the spark that starts the flame, The endless quest, the unknown name. A thirst that never finds its fill, A journey onward, against the still.
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Pallabi Saikia
I am an article writer and poet, expressing my overwhelming thoughts through words. My articles explore diverse topics, while my poetry captures personal subtleties, connecting with others through shared experiences.
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