If she be made of white and red,
Her faults will ne'er be known,
For blushing cheeks by faults are red
And fears by pale white shown:
Then if she fear, or be to blame,
By this you shall not know,
For still her cheeks possess the same
Which native she doth owe.
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Shubh's Journeys
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Shubh, only child of her parents had met with an accident 20 years back. She has been in stupor ever since. L...