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Nov 2016
Just build using
A small small pebbles
And stones & bricks

But a harsh breeze
Could blow away everything

Ya I lived a happy life
Using a painted pictures
But
A harsh reality
Wiped all my beautiful
Imaginary happy life
Just painted my pains as words
Ah!! Still hope on you Lord.
anu
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anu
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