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Mar 2016
I cannot make theΒ Β whole world

Jealous of my unconditional Love.

But, what can I do is

Hold your hand till I have my last breath
Holding in the sense not leaving you in any difficulty

Internally am jealous of not having

Infinite Love.

A simple caring filled with a bit of Love

Is what am having with me

Simple is just a complex word which looks simple apart from actual complexity
Babu kandula
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Babu kandula  Des Plaines, Illinois
(Des Plaines, Illinois)   
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