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The Life

Just as I hold the manifestation of life,
In my hands curling towards the Heavens,
In perfect perfect curves and numbers,
Teaching me the meaning of life.

I wonder what should I grow up to be,
I could grow up to by my dad,
I could grow up to be my mom,
But somehow the life in my hands…

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Abhishek Verma

Abhishek Verma

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