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**Damsel in distress but in Indian streets. Look how she walks and, look how she speaks she takes too much pride in her being she's asking for it, isn't it? Look how she talks- her hands fluttering Look how she weeps now Her hands quivering.**
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 9:52 AM UTC
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**Damsel in distress but in Indian streets. Look how she walks and, look how she speaks she takes too much pride in her being she's asking for it, isn't it? Look how she talks- her hands fluttering Look how she weeps now Her hands quivering.**
In memory of all the lives lost to monstrosities which are more common than you'd think.
megha-saha
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 9:52 AM UTC
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