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May 2016
She was too stout in her frock
Her nose like a pie with a ring
Blackening lips with a slant
Just a line of eyes too small
Rosy cheeks full of scar
Hands and legs were mar
Still he loved her for
For Her heart was a star !!
Love only a Heart !
Prathipa Nair
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Prathipa Nair
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