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Mar 2017
With scratches on her arm
Knife mark on neck that harm
She got tired and went to the farm
Where she used to reduce her souls warm

She gave  time to a second thought
That enough of this pain, it's overwrought,
How much she has to tackle , not snot
She will heal the scratches,  she got

Nature started raining in farm heavenly
She understood,  god is with her, supportively
With million of pain she smiled , screamingly
Her time will also come,  hopefully

She covered her body scratches,  
Went out of the farm patches,
The moon gave it's shine batches
She slept on the stool having latches

The sun smiled gloomingly on her
She waked with desire with no blurr
She went into the farm and lastly infer
She want happiness and peace, err..

Her scratches reminded her the foes
This time she ain't cried but laughter goes
Her pain reminded her the wrong does
This spot she didn't regret but learned lows

The girl Started her life again
And demanded only gains
Scratches has Heal
The girl got Wheel
Ekta Jain
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