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Life Is A Football

Hashtag Kalakar
Feb 14, 2023
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By Dedeepya Tatineni


I just stand in front of a wall,

the white plain one. 

Thoughts, wandering,

here and there 

Where am I?

Am I living or crying inside?




How do I smile at those white walls? 

Pain is a creep, 

I stare and weep. 

The second I realize,

I smile again, 

I cry again,

I get back to my life again, again, and again!!


By Dedeepya Tatineni




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