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Dec 2013
Her mother told her 

She was as beautiful as the winter snow

But 
All this while 

She knew

It wouldn’t snow in winter

It doesn’t snow in that part of the world

But her love

Let her remain 

Consciously oblivious 

She didn’t want her mother 
To feel

Insecure because of blindness.
Mahima Gupta
Written by
Mahima Gupta  Kolkata
(Kolkata)   
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