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#*It Comes uninvited The stress Holds one in its embrace No It has no grace Listening skills it has poor To let go It hears not ,no more The victim breathes faint To fend it off at the slightest One may ask Mercy Its a Herculean task It comes uninvited The monstrous stress*#
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
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#*It Comes uninvited The stress Holds one in its embrace No It has no grace Listening skills it has poor To let go It hears not ,no more The victim breathes faint To fend it off at the slightest One may ask Mercy Its a Herculean task It comes uninvited The monstrous stress*#
All good ,some thoughts on the monstrous stress :)
sarita-aditya-verma
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Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
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