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Dec 2018
His name was nothing more than a typical Hindu name but when,
I recalled his name again,
It felt like warm snow was kissing my face.
His name sounded like I was bathing in hot chocolate
or
like in the dark sky he was the only shining star,
His name was ' SANSKAR ' .
kiran goswami
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kiran goswami  18/F
(18/F)   
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