It all began as a lump in her throat,
a lovesickness.
a sense of wrong,
a sudden longing,
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It is such a lovely poem! A poem is like a mother's child, taking shape inside her bit by bit and one day takes birth as a full form baby and still grows with love and care of mother.
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