- Well -
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Aparna Chatterjee
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Well, the son
Who called
Three times
A day, to say
He was okay
Now will not
Call any day
For, he has
Gone to that
Place, where
All of us
Will go....
Someday,
Never to
Return,
Even for a
Day....
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