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Alone

When the night was dark with a storm blowing wild Why did you blow out the little flickering lamp of my life Didnt you hear the pitiful wailing of the helpless infant Abandoned by you, Oh! Mother

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/28/2009 8:45:00 AM
After every dark night there is Hope for a dawn. Try to drift more towards Hope and do not worry even if there darkness all-around. You have the potentials to write good poetry. Keep it up and make it more optimistic. Best wishes and love Ravindra
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Date: 9/11/2009 3:02:00 AM
POWERFUL TOT!
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