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Vinod Kumar Shukla

• A MAN HAD SAT DOWN IN DESPERATION
• A small room
• A street in the bazaar
• I toss a bunch of keys'
• IT AFFIRMS THAT THERE IS A CHILD
• My numb arms are
• ONE SHOULD SEE ONE'S OWN HOME FROM FAR OFF
• THOSE THAT WILL NEVER COME TO MY HOME