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பழக்கம் - Page 164

The Habit














With the square I got
I was learning to walk
legs got powerful
with the walking happiness grew
Knowing my friendship
a few animals
explained
can't even walk on roads
he walks inside a square eh
am i with a hundred snakes for a hundred days
my legs
my walk routine
my square

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  1. my way my life kind of poem. சதுரத்தில் நடத்தல் இதுவே வித்தியாசமான வெளிப்பாடு

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