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Getting Transferred

by Zenia Bhattacharya
(Kolkata, India)



I find myself here, a junction in my life,

A junction in time, and thus I write this rhyme.

I’ve got to leave them,

My old friends behind,

And move on to a new city,

a new atmosphere, a new daylight,

I’m trying to fit in , all the time,

I’ve learnt I’m imperfect,

But I’ll find my tribe!

I’ll make new friends,

find a new community and shine bright,

Getting transferred isn’t easy,

But every situation does have a bright side!

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