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Sonal Mishra Oct 2014
Why is the land so barren,
With so many fruitless trees,
No sound of chirping birds,
but lots of misleading breeze,

If this were the world I had to live in,
It will be difficult to survive,
I dont wish for much,
but some crazy friends in my life

If this was a lot to ask,
I wish,then, to live a life
without the real me.

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