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Nov 2014
I, the Capital
My Capital
Coveted n’ captivating
Swimming thru’
Simmering veins
I, the ego in me
Inherited long ago
Governs as I go
Elevates my pride n’ pleasure
And caps my prudence often
My eye on ‘I’
Tries to hold good
What I mean or measure
All I need is
To keep it in check
Like I do, to optimise
My sugar in sweet;
Otherwise fatal
Written by
Bhupathi Prabhakara Rao  India
(India)   
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