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Posted: Mar 28, 2006 Tue 02:09 am Views: 90
I drag myself, inch by inch, each day, away from the line...only to wake up one day to find myself cast back on the line, sometimes even across it.
and the pity is, i was the one who drew the line...
ho chukeeN Ghalib balaeiN sab tamaam
aik merg-i-nagahani aur hai
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