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Nov 2015
Armed to the teeth, he was every bit a soldier,fighting fit,
Had even an excessive zeal,for conquest bordering to
obsessive compulsive neurosis.he never could relax.
But the moment she was sighted,as an apparition,in his radar,
it was a  near a melt down; how quickly did he transform!
"Yes"  his command center,flashed a message, "See the target"
This was a surprise! contrary to what he thought his nature was
he stands now  stripped naked to the core, ready in true love mode
Love creates chinks even in the thickest of armour
K Balachandran
Written by
K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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