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Nov 2015
All fallen angels did transform,
Newly formed was that fetus,
It is known as My Father finally,
Rude He is not the slightest bit,
Uplifting my spirits he often is,
Dabbed my rugged body he did,
Doing I now am the least I can,
He to His Son has been Godly,
A**nd I want Him to guide my kids too.
My father's name is Aniruddha Kumar Sharma and he's the best!

My HP Poem #914
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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