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Aug 2020
I know your young feet have the urge to drive a high heel,
but they cannot feel the heartbeats of the ground of soil,
beating beginnings and growth.
So, abide to this simple troth for your naked feet,
to meet with beginnings and growth,
first.

Justine Louisy
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       Pradip Chattopadhyay, --- and Aparna
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