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Nishita .

Drama

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Nishita .

Drama

My Cycle

My Cycle

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One Sunday morning,

I saw a cycle shining.

I had always wanted to have one,

Since I was in grade one.


My parents saw me smile with glee,

When I heard that it's for me.

It was in the color blue,

Which was my favorite hue?


I cycled the whole day,

It was my best Sunday.


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