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Dec 2016
Today, I realize this,
Hate me not if I tell you,
Atul loves you into the blues,
Tomorrow I will love you more.

I** just love you exclusively forever.

Letters of love you have sent,
Of course many I have saved,
Veering not en route to love,
Enthralling moments await.

Yes, it hardly matters that I must wait,
On and on I will love you only,
Unto any I do not fall whatever be the bait.

And you kindly think of yourself,
Than thinking of me,
Us is not a future thing anymore,
Life is going to get better.
Lucky That I Love Myself

HP Poem #1308
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
Written by
Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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