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Aug 2015
I will be the first one
to tell you about
Your grey hair,
I will be the one
to notice that first wrinkle
on Your cheeks,
I will give You
the last tooth that
will fall from my mouth,
I will be there
with You
when I breathe my last.
I will always be there with You.
Aaditya
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Aaditya  26/M/Chennai, India
(26/M/Chennai, India)   
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