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I forgot!!!!!


I used to think I Am the queen Can anyone be like me? Then something happened, she came into my life Then i realised , no, She is better than me... World made me realise this I agreed!! I trusted her , loved her But she was with HER I used to hate that girl But because she loved her I liked her!!! Both of them together made me realise That I'm nowhere I agreed and shifted!!! Then i found that another person With whom i still laugh But then again there i became A slave!!! This time i was not the queen but the maid. Then i finally got it, i got it That among all these things I left myself and my books on the QUEEN'S TABLE. NOW I M GOING BACK TO BRING THEM!!!!!!!
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