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Jun 2014
The wind that blows the flower
to the place where it is needed the most
the place where something is happening in the hour
where someone's the manager & someone's the host
It's the place where they'll meet
where she will step at the flower with her feet
The place is the happiest of all
the place where blessings fall
People have gathered to witness the love
Cause partners were chosen above
The place where she came, dressed like an angel.
Steps with the sound of bangle
He looks at her being 'awestruck'
feeling like every other thing ****
She comes with flower in her hand
She gets with the groom
and things seemed to zoom
The priest interrogates
while they are lost inside each other
Like nothing else matters
Nothing bothers their love
they are partners from above
they say 'I Do' in front of everyone
when hates them none
They kiss
feeling the bliss
Of being together forever
may harm gets to them never
They are lost,
lost inside each other
and happiness boasts
Nothing else matters.
slew
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slew  Ranikhet
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