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Mar 2015
The icicles were melting
I knew they were
But what I didn't know was
that one night a whole glacier will melt down
And I'll be stuck between the choice
to climb back up to the top
or
stay under the ground.
Javaria Waseem
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Javaria Waseem
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   Gul e Dawoodi, --- and Pax
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