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Aug 2016
I don't understand this life at all,
There is no sorrow but my eyes are always filled with tears.
What is it which makes me down in dumps??
I don't understand this pang at all,
There is no complain but I keep blaming my Waheguru.
What is it which makes me down in dumps??
         I have learnt that everybody have a smile and happiness but one is disturbed to see that on the other face.
Because one's smile becomes someone's pain...
Randhir kaur
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Randhir kaur  Jorhat,Assam,India
(Jorhat,Assam,India)   
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