p>Those crumpled leaflets went down swaying and fluttering amidst the whirling wind and heavy showers from the sky accompanied by thunderbolts. Who could have ever imagined the dreary sufferings of that innocent damsel of sixteen, ‘Samaira’ certainly a name without any identity except being a...
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p>It’s true that I am crying,
it’s not that I am not trying.
I always got you wrong
and it had gone too long.
Mumma this world is so big,
but hearts are too small.
They will never let me in,
they act as if...
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p>I don’t mean to scare you but there are nights that I cry
There are prisons built inside of me, where my emotions hide
My arms can build a castle but you’ll have to choose to stay
Whatever the destination, you’ll have to walk the...
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