Risks

Abhay Panwar

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Abhay Panwar

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English Poem : #19793 English Poem Abstract : #9944

bud risk blossom

And then the day came,

When the risk

To remain tight

In a bud

Was more painful

Than the risk

It took

To blossom.

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