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Oct 2016
Here I sit, a brown haired girl,
With brown colored skin that spreads down to everywhere.

I feel lonely, most of the time,
That’s because I have a rock hard shell, now is that a crime?

I was lonely at home, and lonely at school,
I had no hand to hold, and I felt like a fool.

I was an idiot, for blindly following others,
But with you, it was a blessing, just one after another.

You took my hand and pulled me out of my shell
To be honest, in there, it was hell.

I thank my lucky stars every night.
We'll be together forever, even if we fight.
Revati Ramesan
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Revati Ramesan  23/F/Delhi
(23/F/Delhi)   
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