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Jun 2014
The Realization
They* were the real winners,
They hoisted flags, colours that were original,
They were the sun
I was like the flower basking in the glory of the sun.
I was merely a shadow of what I aspired to be ...
Nirmalee
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Nirmalee
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     CA Guilfoyle, Rhianecdote, sm, r and Pradip Chattopadhyay
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