pass it , can uA Poem by vivekanand
inside the facades of sorrow,
dwelt a drop pf tear, happiness or pain.. could have been both.. i do not want to know.. i prefer not to check , i walk on... pink apples are not soaked in blood.. their flesh is a whiter shade of pale.. life throws questions that should not be answered.. but there is also no option for a "pass"..
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2 Reviews Added on November 12, 2010 Last Updated on November 12, 2010 Authorvivekanandchennai, tamilnadu, IndiaAbouttrying to find out seriously what i am.. i trained in medicine.. neither had the expertise, confidence nor the desire to move on as a doctor.. preparing for civil services more..Writing
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