Cobblestones to Remember

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  The light turned red And so I stopped To stare at the cobblestones on which I walk Strewn with the blood of a man I did not know. I bend down to look closer but, then I hear a song. A melody of joy and laughter fill the air And I begin to dance […]..

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Aravind Anand

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