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Anamika US St.Thomas School Thiruvananthapuram
The farmland and my desire,

Were Convened and widely sown..!

From barren Shore to conspire,

The ideal harvests grown!


Blown remnants to clumps!

In me horror dreams,

As an upshot, my scarred thumps..

Twisting and turning like streams..!


Best yeild from my labor,

What it could be for me?

Stunning gleam to paper..

Written from farmer's sea!


As I wrote, it waved..

Like farming and my dream,

Destroyed and struggled war bloods!

For a piece of grain in deem!

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