As night draws late, she worries for her beloved.
Is he ok and does he think of her? Is he safe amidst
hunger, bombs, dusts and ashes in the air?
Will they see each other again under one sunny day?
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She holds the memories on her necklace with emotion, feelings and tear. War brings hunger, bombs, dusts and ashes in the air. Such incidences provoke thought and we feel so sad. Every second the pain of separation acquires mind. This is a brilliantly perceived poem shared here.10
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