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There once was a British Indian girl, Who lived in British world. Eating her fish and chips, But still loving her Indian dips One day she was told, That she would have to leave her usual mold.
It's a New Year for us all and through this New Year a lot of New things are coming our way this year because This New Year will bring a lot of Good and wonderful things to us all.
I am alone I am scared I am calling home and waiting for the weekend I am trying strange things I am meeting new people I am joining clubs I am breaking my shell I am enjoying new things