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Happily she dreamed
Nestled in her mother's lap
Last time probably
How was she to know?
That she would be abandoned
By her poor parents
Poor little baby
Her dreams would be shattered; like
the snap of a twig
She starts crying as,
Her mother leaves her; on the
doorstep of a house
Watery visions
As she cries her heart out
Save the girl child please
~Gaurang Rao
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