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Vikas Sharma

Rookie (3rd June 1965 / Shimla)

Childhood Fights

Oh, how I miss my childhood fights
No ill-will and free of all spites
No malice or predetermined notions
Just a few simple basic emotions
If I dislike something, I will not play along
If I like it I must have it regardless of who it belong
I'll cry my heart out if I cannot have my ways
But nothing for long in my heart stays
Every time I am beaten and am down on the ground
Will get up, dust my clothes and like a ball rebound
Everything will be forgotten there and then
We'll have a hearty laugh and be friends again
Oh, how I miss my childhood fights
No ill-will and free of all spites

Submitted: Thursday, January 03, 2013

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