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Comments about Lavanya Makesh
Oh trust! you creep discreetly with no noise
And no sound, while i try to reason
Myself with logic why you sprouted for sort like you destroys
My feeble little heart, from season to season
Oh heart! you know you cant afford
To let you get carried away anymore by such noble traits
Which have become too ideal for some cowards,
In this topsy-turvy world, to portrait
Like an oak tree, this trust grows strong in silence
But I know only too well that as the tree falls
With thundering noise; so does this caliber, as the false pretense
comes into ...