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4d
Standing there
Outside the emergency ward
Both in black pants and black jackets
Wearing black shoes
Looking sober and elegant
Dark circles under their eyes were telling their  pains silently
May loose their father

******* beautiful eyes
Filled with tears
Rolling down in fear
Each drop reflecting the red light of emergency

They were trying not to cry
But shadows of death
Were trying them to wrap
Written by
Vanita vats
21
   Aniruddha and naΗ§Γ­
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