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Talking about a night that was sleepless,


A strange voice but more like mine

Whispered into my ears,

I was startled at once and


I thought that I was stared upon,

But there was no one but me


Then I gathered myself ,

And took a deep breath!


Then a question popped-up in my head

Exactly what was whispered in my ears,


Who I am and why I am here for?


Then I was startled again that

Why am I asking myself this

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