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Feb 2019
They said God is in all,
Maybe yours was bigger than mine.

I said a thousand prayers,
I stood there for a long time.

But the night came crawling,
And all I got were shodows under the lamp.

I liked the moon,
But the sun summoned me instead
Ankita Gupta
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Ankita Gupta  28/F
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     Sean Fitzpatrick, Bohemian and ---
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