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Eagles cartwheeled above illuminations Of Independence Day, the dogs sniffed at The electric bulbs which sizzled like fat The tall grass the monsoons left on the mountains Was aflame like corn in the setting August sun Two stones collided, sparked. India began to burn. At Mahatma Gandhi' s prayer meRead more