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Jan 2015
I love you
baby
like the East does the West,
like the morning does the evening,
like the Sun does the moon
and the curse does the boon.
Why can't they meet? Oh,
why
can't they do?
Riddhi N Hirawat
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Riddhi N Hirawat
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