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Dec 2018
The ghosts of our past
don't haunt us anymore.
Before us lie infinities vast.
For years the scar we bore.

Long gone are our days of agony.
Smiles have washed all our sins.
We quietly suffered fate's tyranny,
and at last perseverance wins.

And once again we try to live
forgetting our past
It's happiness we'll take and give
Until our lives last.
Ananya Dubey
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Ananya Dubey  18/F/New Delhi, India
(18/F/New Delhi, India)   
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