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Oct 2015
I saw her coming
to act
put down my face
she came
near to me
touched my shoulder
and lifted my face
treated me
like a lost child  
brought back
to his mother,
hugged me
gave me coziness
then
She advised,
"Be matured,
don’t pretend to
behave you are sad
It hurts…"
JP
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JP  INDIA
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