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Feb 2014
Those were the days when cycles were aplenty

Green, red, and black were the only colors in which seats came

Children came to the arrangement that
If a green seat came, I will beat him
And if a red seat came, I will be beaten

The brave ones chose black

On the day he chose green color, friend got  31 beatings
I got 18
Translation : Anitha Varma
Kuzhur Wilson
Written by
Kuzhur Wilson  41/M/Cochin, India
(41/M/Cochin, India)   
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   GaryFairy
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