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		<title>We Learn From History That We Learn Nothing</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Ayush Mukherjee]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Feb 2025 20:39:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The pages of the river are reading history And the placid turquoise river that shines With the touch of the sun Carrying the news from coast to coast And marries the wind, land and sand. Hush! Listen, a sudden thud, a ripple, a trepidation The water turned topaz Turned jade Turned ruby Loaded ships with [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p>The pages of the river are reading history</p>



<p>And the placid turquoise river that shines</p>



<p>With the touch of the sun</p>



<p>Carrying the news from coast to coast</p>



<p>And marries the wind, land and sand.</p>



<p>Hush! Listen, a sudden thud, a ripple, a trepidation</p>



<p>The water turned topaz</p>



<p>Turned jade</p>



<p>Turned ruby</p>



<p>Loaded ships with the heavy load</p>



<p>Is outweighed by the water of rotten corpses</p>



<p>Shaving the ground to zero</p>



<p>Signing the dust by translating the wind</p>



<p>Vowels whirled and consonants collided</p>



<p>Syntax of languid language is limping</p>



<p>The zooplanktons and planktons</p>



<p>Are searching for the moral ground of discourse</p>



<p>When a jellyfish caught the nuke and demanded a justification</p>



<p>Dolphins are holding diplomatic discourse</p>



<p>And octopus is busy predicting the course of the water</p>



<p>Water like time, time like water is running and dropping lives</p>



<p>Big whales are dreaming of the festival of sardines, among chaos</p>



<p>Starfish with many stars want to sway and be top on the chart</p>



<p>The slumbering turtling hope of the subterranean bunker</p>



<p>Refuses to comment on the situation</p>



<p>The salt on the wound is soaring</p>



<p>And the sea of hatred is soaring</p>



<p>Feasting seagulls are frolicking with fun</p>



<p>While sardines are running for their lives</p>



<p>The water rushed, gushed and hushed all</p>



<p>Fire of the river, fired the land, fired the sky</p>



<p>Marching silence is punctuated by the marching feet</p>



<p>All are told to abide by and respect The line drawn on the water.</p>
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