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The Late Awakening
I woke up
Very late in the day,
Having lived in a haze,
All the way.
An obedient child,
A submissive wife,
An indulgent mother.
Life, a dream
In an uneasy sleep,
Where I was a zombie.
In the evening,
Alone and lonely,
(Having time to ponder)
I realised the blunder,
Of having never lived
For myself.
poem
by
Renu Beri
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