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May 22
Everyone likes the wind until it turns into a storm.
Everyone likes black color until it comes to skin.
Everyone likes others until they speak for their own welfare.
Everyone likes to become great until they realize what hard work is.
Hmm it's all true about the humans.
Srishti
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Srishti  15/F/India
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