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May 2016
Those threatening Days
Of my Life,
From which I came back
To my Wife;
Which attacked me Merciless
And made me Motionless;
Giving me pain in my Joints
Poking me on every Points;
Death met me Often
Never did I Soften.
Oh! Almighty, I Prayed
The evil being Slayed
Disguised as a Doctor,
Came for help, the Creator !
Death kneeled in front of Me
Thanking you O' Thee.
Came Back Alive !
Prathipa Nair
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