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Aug 2016
everybody was on the right
and left was left to fight
she gathered no hope to try
for right made up a big fat lie

she snuck up at night
and slowly turned down the light
chased some old papers of past
that left had wrote to pour out the vast

right was right whenΒ Β colors flew
left was drained out in the blue
whispers were made in the day
that left had nothing left to say

she whimpered in pain as right stole her glory
for he fabricated a whole bit of the story
left was left, and no one cared
right was right, so no one dared

till today, right keeps winning all the fight
and left is on the place where there is no light
so I chose a right path for me to save
but left sighed and signaled me for brave

i left the right and went down the lane
thats when people told i lost my brain
i was no more right in a way that led
with no money, i heaved and read

read and read till my light was shown
left my witness to cry and moan
i chose the left and here i am
there is no right for me to cram

left's my pal and i did the leave
not the right thing instead, with a heave
my thing to do is more so now
till the world looks at left and does the bow
i left the left to do the right
Shreya Pokharel
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Shreya Pokharel  Himalayas. Nepal
(Himalayas. Nepal)   
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