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Jun 2015
She’s the girl who’s like morning first light,
He’s the boy who loves mornings,
He waits for her the way morning waits for it’s first light when all birds leave her,
She’s the girl who’s like the moon,
He’s the boy who loves nights,
He embraces her the way night embraces the moon, when all stars leave her.
She’s The ending number of numerology,
He’s the beginning number of numerology, together they’re end & beginnings of numerology.
Her crystal clear voice mutes all the voices in his mind,
He knows that if he gets too close to her ,
she’ll destroy him much like a storm,
but he have learned with age that he don’t need much, but one thing he knows, is he’ll always need her.
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Kapil Dev Singh Rawat
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Kapil Dev Singh Rawat  india
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