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Apr 2018
It Comes uninvited
The stress
Holds one in its embrace
No
It has no grace

Listening skills it has poor
To let go
It hears not ,no more

The victim breathes faint
To fend it off at the slightest
One may ask

Mercy

Its a Herculean task
It comes uninvited
The monstrous stress
All good ,some thoughts on the monstrous stress :)
Sarita Aditya Verma
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Sarita Aditya Verma  48/F/Pune, India
(48/F/Pune, India)   
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