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May 2016
Rigid I'm
Stubborn at times
Whenever I look back
I broke into tears
There was a hood
Then I was a child
They never think twice
They thrashed my soul
Cut down into pieces
Still my eyes were open
Am seeking life gazing at the blue sky
Am thankful Lord
You granted my wish
Its only your bliss that brought me to the adobe
So,I met her......!!!-27.05.2015
Gourab Banerjee
Written by
Gourab Banerjee  New Delhi
(New Delhi)   
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   Ann M Johnson
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