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Jan 2018
A Girl was pushed into a new World
When she was just seventeen
That new world named her as ****
Her Body became an Opaline

It was the time when
Recession Smacked the City
She was fired from her Job
Left with no complicity

Soon she became a sensation
Her Business became a calculation
London was again capitalised
But she was Stucked Allied

She lived a two face life
Different during day, Different during night
She wanted to make it all same
But every time her bills made her lame

One Day she accidently visited a Grocery Store
She used to visit with her mom
“Oh I have been here before!!”
She murmured that and fell in lore

She got stumbled
But she recovered soon
Walked out of the store
In a B-RIGHT new boon
“Yes I Love my Job
There is Nothing Wrong about it”
Being Different in the Mob
At least she is not cheating the blob.
Written by
Prakhar Khare  18/M/India
(18/M/India)   
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