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Jan 2019
The  sun  was
  on  my  face.


the  sun is  not
  interested
  eagerly  to  look
  the  cricket  match.



The  slum   children

  were  interested
  to  play  and  watch
  the  match.


The   river  was
  flowing  opposite  of
  the  players.
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IncholPoem
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     Em MacKenzie and blackbiird
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