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Neia Pant

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Neia Pant

Children

My Grandmother's

My Grandmother's

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I look at the stars in the sky,

Remembering my grandmother's I cry.

They both were gone very early,

Leaving all of us in utter misery.

I just hope they are somewhere resting in peace.


When I look at their pictures I always become sad, 

Remembering them, the time I had with them, I become glad.

I just hope they were with me now

I hope........

Oh! I just hope


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