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Wednesday, 15 April 2020

Who are they !

The longest run they had amidst northern loo of the May,
The wrongest turn they had in the glitter of the eastern bay.
The passes they never issued,
The masses they never refused.
They are the one who remains confused.

The farmlands which are left behind,
The yellow grasses which are yet to be grind,
The cereals nowhere to be dined,
They are the one living on kind.

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