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Voices from GraveyardA Poem by premaMy Life |
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DisharmonyA Poem by premaWords fail me when I think of writing harmony that is found in Nature because it is too beautiful. So I thought of penning disharmony which we humans .. |
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Yet he was a manA Poem by prema |
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A poor soulA Poem by prema |
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Of studiesA Poem by prema |
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