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Srishti Yadav

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The WARMTH in the HAND - KNITTED "SWEATER" by Maa. The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

The WARMTH in the HAND - KNITTED "SWEATER" by Maa. The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

Durga Kannan

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Your warmth on a cold day Drops of water in a desert Fresh air in a claustrophobic space Raindrops to the parched earth The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

Your warmth on a cold day Drops of water in a desert Fresh air in a claustrophobic space Raindrops to the parched earth The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

Avishek Sen

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The warmth of December sun on an otherwise chilly morning reminds me of the productive long hours of sitting in the hostel balcony and practicing Maths and Physics problems prior to boards.. The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

The warmth of December sun on an otherwise chilly morning reminds me of the productive long hours of sitting in the hostel balcony and practicing Maths and Physics problems prior to boards.. The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

sanjana Bhardwaj

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Hope to come again The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

Hope to come again The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

CM Chaitanyaa

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The delightful moments spent... The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

The delightful moments spent... The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

Mahed Sadia

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A girl cuddled up.... In a warm blanket with a lovely pup, With loads of Colour and lots of luck, December feels like a Sunday's hug.... The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

A girl cuddled up.... In a warm blanket with a lovely pup, With loads of Colour and lots of luck, December feels like a Sunday's hug.... The December sun feels like someone’s kneading dough on my back. The December sun feels like a cup of honey ginger lemon served on my bed. T

Kajori Parial

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In the depths of time. I know, they are there, Awaiting to express, Those thoughts and emotions, That my life wants to share. The trying times, As it flows, Churns them into illegible scribbles, Kneads them into incomprehensible babble. But, the alphabets are invincibles, They won't give in. Awaiting the times to change, They are determined to rearrange, To express what they want to, And this I am convinced. 353/366 My words are lost In the depths of time. I know, they are there, Awaiting to express, Those thoughts and emotions, That my life wan

In the depths of time. I know, they are there, Awaiting to express, Those thoughts and emotions, That my life wants to share. The trying times, As it flows, Churns them into illegible scribbles, Kneads them into incomprehensible babble. But, the alphabets are invincibles, They won't give in. Awaiting the times to change, They are determined to rearrange, To express what they want to, And this I am convinced. 353/366 My words are lost In the depths of time. I know, they are there, Awaiting to express, Those thoughts and emotions, That my life wan

Maria Hasjim

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Java Apem Main ingredients : 500 g rice flour 1 coconut milk coconut milk 100 g cassava tape, puree 1/2 tsp fermipan 300 g

Java Apem Main ingredients : 500 g rice flour 1 coconut milk coconut milk 100 g cassava tape, puree 1/2 tsp fermipan 300 g

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Fail! Fail. Fail a thousand times. Damage yourself. Fail to leave the bed. Fail to sleep on time. Fail to move forward. Fail to move on in life.

Fail! Fail. Fail a thousand times. Damage yourself. Fail to leave the bed. Fail to sleep on time. Fail to move forward. Fail to move on in life.

Asha Giri

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एक दिन की आत्मकथा।। आज आराम करने वाला दिन है। पर्स भरा है अपनी योग्य वस्तुओं से इसीलिए और भी सुकून से दिल भरा है। सुबह देरी से उठी। बारिश को बहाना बना महीने भर

एक दिन की आत्मकथा।। आज आराम करने वाला दिन है। पर्स भरा है अपनी योग्य वस्तुओं से इसीलिए और भी सुकून से दिल भरा है। सुबह देरी से उठी। बारिश को बहाना बना महीने भर