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Jul 2015
Me & you got stuck at the club,
But there's nothing to worry bud,
As we don't intend to go home,
In the torrential rain we can't either.

So come closer to embrace me,
Don't fear the thunderstorm dear,
Nothing to lose - memories to gain,
Just enjoy the tip-tip sound of rain.
A spontaneous poem that I wrote after I got inspired from a video call with my mate while it was raining and I was playing badminton inside the sports club building.

My HP Poem #891
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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