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I open books at midnight, yet sleep forgets my eyes, Dreams turn to mist, ambitions fade beneath the city skies. A little job, a little pea...
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I loved just once- no second flame, No echo came, no whispered name. I gave my breath, my pulse, my days, And watched it all just slip away....
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Bibhuti Bose- The One with the Missing Children Chapter One: A Knock Before Dawn I remember the morning quite clearly, though the hour...
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