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Mar 2016
Happy days come pass my station,
I am here, standing with my arms spread
holding up the green flag,
for you to race past me, so that
I can stare at you in admiration.
I will be happy by just a glimpse of you
andΒ devour the splendid view
I will be content with the momentary relish
because I do not want to be selfish
I always admired the station guard waving the flag :)

       Happy ! :) :)
Sourodeep
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Sourodeep  30/M/Bangalore, India
(30/M/Bangalore, India)   
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