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Sweet December

Jan 7, 2023
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By Vani Nagar


Let’s sit together and talk,

Just about anything or anyone,

Or maybe we should sing a song,

About good old days or teenagers on the run,

I am afraid we'll be late,

If we kept on solving math,

I am afraid we’ll be late,




If we kept believing in ego and wrath,

We'll be late, and there will be no time to sit then,

And we’ll have no memories to remember,

One day we'll all end just like this sweet December.


By Vani Nagar




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