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May 2015
My poor dad lifted me up by my torn shirt
                    I could see the sun set
            wondering, will it rise up again
Sourodeep
Written by
Sourodeep  30/M/Bangalore, India
(30/M/Bangalore, India)   
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     Danny Mak, Rose and Sourodeep
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