An Authoress Born In Me
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Last published Thu, Mar 24, 2016
The asembly
When I was in 5th standard we had an asembly in which i was selected for singing
I am not used to singing but i was selected for singing i had to give trials for my voice
In which i was shy.
The worst of all
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