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Mar 2015
Childish with her at times,
I laugh at my own poor jokes,
But she says ever so kindly,
"I love it that your laugh is funnier than the joke."
Soon after I look into her watery eyes,
I forget what the joke was,
And I join my bass tone in her melodic laughter.
My HP Poem #798
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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