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Aug 2017
Once there was a child in an abandoned life with a loss of hope,
He always remain in stress and pain,
Nothing remains in his mind but he's only in vain and vain and vain...
His mother used to rebuke him and father used to beat,
But this time his anger would compete,
Next morning he woke up with a compact light of hope,
And now the World would see how much he can cope.
Priyanshu Raghuvansh
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Priyanshu Raghuvansh  15/M
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