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Feb 2019
We are no longer strangers, I say, as I hold my own hand in comfort.
We are friends, I say, as I weep away the past.
We are home, I say, as I finally smile, I am home.
Anshita Mehrotra
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Anshita Mehrotra  19/F/India
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