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Shrutee Praharaj

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Shrutee Praharaj

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Sundays

Sundays

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English Poem : #6074 English Poem Abstract : #3473
 work   holiday   sunday   #poem   monday blues 

Feeling the Monday Blues

And thinking about you

I wonder if those stories were true

That a Sunday is your

Hard work finally bearing

A sweet fruit.


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