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Mar 2017
Oh, mosquitoes,
children of lust,
you hover all over the world,
to **** blood for own cause
and multiply.

Helpless society
and frustrated victims
are your brooding ground.
You've outnumbered leeches and vampires
only through a strategy of invading indoors.

Politics, lust and revenge
let you sustain for generations.

18th March 2017
Written by
Sumit Ganguly  Kolkata, India.
(Kolkata, India.)   
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