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Dec 2017
Once, all I wanted
was to show,
to all,the person
that I can grow.

What happens really,
I ne'er was told.
Little cognisance had I,
on perils of being old.

Having grown as
I always wanted,
The child in me
keeps me haunted.

All I want now
is to play.
Tossing away all that
causes dismay!
Shivaraj Subramanian
Written by
Shivaraj Subramanian  31/M/Madurai
(31/M/Madurai)   
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