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| rangoli from last diwali |
There I stood at the bathroom door,
with a precious sanitary napkin on the floor.
All lines were down that day,
that is what the voice on the telephone said.
Giving up and coming back again,
nothing to loose and all to gain.
Realizing how much you wanted to fly,
I declared this was no place to die.
There are hearts to share and seas to sail,
Beautiful fights and drinking some ale.
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