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Kavitha Jesson615

Drama

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Kavitha Jesson615

Drama

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My hands are stained

With the anguishes of the past

And the toil of the weary life


But still my child

You didn't know

Cause to see that beautiful smile of yours

I harvested my tears for your life ....


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