Aryav Wadhawan

Drama

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Aryav Wadhawan

Drama

The Hiding Bread

The Hiding Bread

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When I got up from my bed, I found bread.

Then I had gone to the head, he asked me a bread.

The bread was lost, so I had to cost.

After that, I had gone to my shed, where I found that bread.

I was surprised like I got a prize.

But everybody ran to ate this brand.

They took a fan while waiting for this brand.

The brand was lost then I has to, you know Na!


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