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isPermaLink="false">http://indiapoint.net/archives/?p=96</guid> <description><![CDATA[From the windowpanes, I can see The countryside of my dreams The trees and grass, the greenry vast Same as I thought in my dreams past The modern touch with lasting effect Has come there, that&#8217;s full of regret We &#8230; <a
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