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Nov 2020
My grandparents house
was a safe haven,
A space where
Time nor stress
existed

A place filled with
My grandmothers
Stories of birds
And princesses
That lulled me
Into peaceful
Sleep

A place filled with
memories of
Eating mangoes,
And popsicles
with My grandfather
On hot summer days
Inspired by Nikita Gill’s β€œOn the Way to Delhi, We Stop at Nani’s House”
Mansi
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Mansi  22/F
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