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Apr 2017
She was a girl wearing black
Finding her ways to the dark alleys
Where she could float nakedly
In waters so deep
Without any fear or tremble
Without any shake or crumble
Taking along all the treasures she keeps
Steep down in valley deep!
Hira malik
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Hira malik  31/F/Pakistan
(31/F/Pakistan)   
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