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Jun 2018
My sorrow cried
I  just pitied
And i tried
With tongue tied
To get rid of its noise
But I had no choice
My Sorrows sobbed
Difficulties bombed
And it was knocked
When tears attacked
Wet eyes backed
Sorrow suffered with solitude
I waited for better tomorrow 's servitude
Written by
Uma natarajan
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