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Anuja Ghimire<\/h1>\n

My Child Draws<\/span><\/h2>\n

Her eyes believe
\n<\/span>each new color
\n<\/span>on the empty paper
\n<\/span>as the pencil strikes
\n<\/span>defibrillate
\n<\/span>my waning heart.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Anuja Ghimire<\/strong> lives in Dallas and with her husband and two little girls and writes poems.<\/span><\/em><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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