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Aug 2022
From the streets-dust of the village,
to rites of the big-cities have existed.

Then why do you confuse me with your questions?
and why do you cut the wings of my golden dreams?

Maybe, you don't know:)
"It is too difficult, to know, You can't win,
still, for a fight, repair Your broken legs."
Nitin Pandey
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Nitin Pandey  20/M/In observation
(20/M/In observation)   
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