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Dec 2016
Time is a mighty conqueror
who leave scars of his reign.
As we perch in his kingdom,
he gives us the free gifts of old age.
Even if he carves you wrinkles,
Never let him wrinkle your Heart....
to all the people who is old by face and not by heart....
Anika Abith
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Anika Abith
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