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Sep 15
You become fire ball in anger
Which gives pains and burns
Feel like ferns

You forget and come again
To feel sorry you did
With wet eyes indeed

But the person who went through all pains and burns

Will not be in a position to hear
To see in your eyes to give ears
Written by
Vanita vats
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