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Sep 2018
Looking at a sharp knife in my hand,
& me going out in midnight,
She thought I was fed up & was standing near my end,
At last frightened she asked me,
       "Do you want to die?",
I told her,
       " No, just seeking for an another
          reason to survive..."
If you don't find any reason to survive, just once think of dying, trust me you will start loving your life!!!
                 Trust me, it works!!!
                   I'm experienced!!!
Shruti Dadhich
Written by
Shruti Dadhich  18/F/India
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