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Apr 2020
Sunshine felt warmer than yesterday,
Melting the ice in my bones,
I felt calm and free,
Without a care in the world,
I remember wearing a white dress this morning,
As I sat, holding my cup of tea,
But I love this colour,
Even my sister's blood looked pretty.
Written by
Shrika  F/India
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