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Apr 2017
As the weekend marches,
deep down something crushes me inside
although I enjoy my company
but when I see other having fun
it somehow stabs me from behind.

No, I don't want to compare
it only makes me more of a fool,
as the weekend marches everybody seeks for themselves
Just to have one more sip of enjoyment!
Not to compare but everyone seeks for some refreshment during the weekend. Our mind is forced to look upon weekend as a blessed 2 days. I wish everyday I could feel the blessing of being alive and breath.
Debanjana Saha
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Debanjana Saha  India
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