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Where hopes are hardened into cement, 

An artful Peepal can still pull up and 

From the withering walls of concrete

And clap its leaves on a sunny day.

It hauls in jazzy hands

To reflect light to possible corners

Where waiting for a signal, 

Forlorn creatures want to be rescued.

Peepal gives them hope 

That they too, can survive.

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