Poem : New year

NEW YEAR
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Mondal Shyamal
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31.12.2018
To be running that I when I got in front of the dangers a companion two years later, hands waved hands coming loose when stopping  As we come to a sudden storm of violence can stay.We do have two friends in life, happiness could be tried will talk of destiny will appeal and incessant rain.Let's not keep flying old leaf of the tree down after the coming new year will be all new live new.©Shyamal Mondal

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