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May 2020
She Was My Always Best Friend,
Till Corona Became The Trend,
Now Self-Survival Is My Goal,
Rest May Go To Place Of Torment.

Don't Think I Am Feeling Happy,
As She Still Keeps Pricking Within Me,
Inhuman And Dead I Am, Not She;
She Will Still Keep Standing By Me.
A Time Comes When A Person Thinks Only Of Himself. Corona Is Such Situation. Everyone Is Scared Of The Other.
Dr K S Bhardwaj
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Dr K S Bhardwaj  75/M/New Delhi (India)
(75/M/New Delhi (India))   
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   Harshit Nangia
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