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Jan 2016
Pairing leads to sharing
Tomorrow is my dad's birthday;
So I am a bit caring
Wishing him a good heart day,
I am very confused
To what I am doing.
Cause, I am being accused
Of something that I am not *******.
The way the days are passing
Are like swords to me
For,I am fussing
With everyone and she.
Let's hope for better'
Everyone tells---
But,I am getting fatter
With this old tale.
Medha Kundu
Written by
Medha Kundu  Kolkata
(Kolkata)   
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