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I’m a blind child of English literature Who fell in love with every nook & corner Of Stratford-upon-Avon Of how it was written in my...

The stature of their significance Like elders of a community Standing wide and tall With roots receding into heavens As if, telling us...

Let my words shatter into tiny pieces Of stoic courage Such that they inspire hope In youth and the downtrodden Let they shimmer in the...