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Jun 2016
Everyday* I feel like breaking something
A misconception, a false perception
Arguments lasting hours and days
Egos clashing in all it’s ways
I try to keep quiet, I try to stay calm
Little do they know that silence is a balm
I try to leave with permission, as am taught
But that’s not possible because as usual
**I am always wrong
Dumpling Man
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Dumpling Man  New Delhi
(New Delhi)   
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   Alyssa Underwood
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