Cobal Amine
Your daily want of me is just in micrograms two or three,
In your liver you do hoard, a thousand times your need for me.
Without me you turn pale; even a few steps you can't take
With a melon in your belly, very soon your life is at stake
Copyright © Ankala Subbarao | Year Posted 2020
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