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Dear Readers,
In the words of Robert Frost,"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." The poems here express my feelings,my experiences,my thoughts and my views on people who have been through something in their lives.
                 Many of you might relate to some of my poems while some of you probably start seeing things with a different perspective.

                   HAPPY READING!!!All Rights Reserved

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