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Sep 2015
i called him my city
and so
before our door closed shut,
he asked me one thing
"it is nothing close to the countryside" i said
-filled with wretched souls and dingy structures
dusty air and noisy traffic
and yet;
ill always call it home"
Anshita Mehrotra
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Anshita Mehrotra  19/F/India
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