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Aniruddha Malode

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Aniruddha Malode

Abstract

My Dwelling

My Dwelling

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I miss home because of,

Mothers touch,

& fathers watch.

Morning vibes,

& sister's gibes.


Brothers chat,

& our cricket bat.

Neighbors talk,

& leisure walks.


Silly friends,

Where the fun never ends.

Tasty food,

Feels so good.


Everyday something state-of-art,

& most important JOYFUL HEART


A devil also becomes civil when he returns home.


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