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| A poem of Dr Sharad Singh |
You stay happy...
I should not be here
The path
The flailing, begging
You have think so,
My son!
Does not I am here
If you would have recourse
But no, you stay happy
That my prayers
I will not blush by begging on the street
You believe, I will not tell
that you are my son ...
The path
The flailing, begging
You have think so,
My son!
Does not I am here
If you would have recourse
But no, you stay happy
That my prayers
I will not blush by begging on the street
You believe, I will not tell
that you are my son ...
- Dr Sharad Singh
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