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Oct 2017
Under the shade I sat
But no one with me to chat.
The voice of the nature around
The smell of the grassy ground.
The dew made me wet,
But to write I was all set.
Wrote about love and hate,
And whatever happened due to my fate.
Life is an opportunity to live,  
To take and a lot more to give
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