Runa Pradhan Biography

I'm just different from me
What makes distinct to feel me;
Have been sometimes opening at any;
Have been grinning or grimming at any
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My 'BOU'; my illiterate mother
Who is hitherto a fuel of my life ever
At where I feel illiterate myself at her illiterate literacy
And at where I go down at her uneducated efficacy
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Someone was with me,
I wasn't lost in the haze of loneliness
So She: the sparrow as usual
Had come, but left in a while.
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The sweetness of laughing
The spicyness of anger
The saltness of tears
And the tasteless thoughts;
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they are in front, are
not actually in back
They are in front, to astray
your will giving a brake
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