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Mar 2018
He said I had the curliest hair
                        the sweetest smile
                        the warmest eyes and
                        the kindest soul
All was good and well until he said:
No matter how much he tried,
he couldn’t jump the fence around my heart.
East Wind
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     Santita, Fawn and Surbhi Dadhich
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