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Contemplated Prelude

“I am the creator of my own little nest,

I assemble my twigs with lot of care.

I endeavor to give my little ones all the warmth i can,

And yet not let them be a naive, in the world out there.

So some branches are tender and soft,

Just the way my nestlings are,

And few are dry, to not let them be vulnerable.

As for harshness in the world , there’s no bar.

Simi

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A lover of God's creations, a professional by choice but a writer driven by passion. Infinity is the word that makes me wonder where we belong to and that makes me write. A dental surgeon, nutritionist, dietitian, content writer, lover of French language, i believe that life is a process of continuous exploring and learning.

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