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Jun 2016
My heart stops seeing a Children's park
Transforming into a child's heart
My soul disguising as a child
Runs to play on the sliding board,
Sea-saw, and the all time favourite
The swing taking me to the sky
And bringing me to the earth
With an adventurous feel of
Flying in the air !
Prathipa Nair
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Prathipa Nair
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