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Oct 2013
Her laughter I hear
Now that I’m sitting near
Her laughter’s of pain
Yet she thinks it’s a game
She can’t help what she feels
Nor say what she means to mean
Written by
Bhajan S Aulak  Leamington Spa
(Leamington Spa)   
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