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Jul 2014
Blessed will be the day,
No clouds will be gray,
Month will be hot as May,
Incantations the priest will say,
We will 7 times go 'round the flame,
Thence we wouldn't be in any fray,
All coming to our life will be love.
My HP Poem #655
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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