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Apr 2019
Whenever I am sick at heart,
a river of never ending thoughts
flows inside me.
A state of utter confusion besieges me.
Tears are at the brink of falling.
My heart at the verge of collapsing.
Sense of complete helplessness surrounds me.
This in when words come in for my rescue
"Writing is real healer"
Jaspal Kaur
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Jaspal Kaur  F/Mumbai
(F/Mumbai)   
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