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A day at the training academy

The trouble arose out of needless self-knowledge. The organism recoiled even on gentle pin-pricks .Here goggle-eyed girls touched tender spots. A phallic water-tank towered, Shiva-like, over the stony portals of glorified knowledge .

A shrill sea-gull’s-cry vaporized as rain-cloud .Another morning bird fanned the garden air. My glass eye lost the bee in floral confusion. There was this gently smiling anaconda in the hall .There were no beauty-tokens, only tattered egos.

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