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Dec 2011
I was to leave a while and I have to toil for her,
For it’s my duty destined by HIM as her father.

She lives with her mother, and I’m a little far away.
I lived with my daughter and our love is boundless:
She hugs me, and I too, and my ear- ends are her spongy toys,
She walks with me and I run with her,
And we play every day with love and affection,
She watches me dance, and I hug her child-like utterances.
We play together till the time to part arrives.

She shed tears when the time to part arrived,
And I drank her tears and studied her heart,
Her eyes pierced my heart and she longs for my presence ever;
But it’s destined will that I must toil for her life,
And I have to be a little away from her a while.

I carry her tears in my heart and let them flow meaningfully,
And anyone can read her tears of longing in my lays.
When I leave her awhile for my job at a distance, my daughter sheds tears.
MBJ Pancras
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MBJ Pancras  58/M/Chennai
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