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Jan 2015
You've got a tough phase coming up baby,
Don't bow baby, don't back out.

'Coz this battle is far from compromise,
This is our joint life, oh my future wife.

Just hold my hand with all your might,
Through the harsh day and dark night.

Darling need not you to worry alright,
Don't bother about nightmares' fright.

You will help your patients in future surely,
'Coz you have the spirit of goddess Panacea.

Be brave as you face of the problems,
This blizzard will pass & I'll protect you.

Worry may your ill-wishers babe,
You have the good luck of love so loud.
For Kripiji
My HP Poem #755
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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