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Poetry
Small Towns
Divya Khurana
Small towns always
smell of happiness
All I live for is those lanes
Those fields of sugarcane
Everyday, everytime, all I have for this city is pity!
That it misses the starry haze
Those bright sunny days
And perishes in emptiness
No curses on purses for these city lords
But their heart skips a beat, their own people they cheat
Back there in my town, I used to live in peace
with the gods.
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