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Apr 2017
All of my 1500 poems,
If I could rewrite each one,
They would still be for her.

All of my daily breaths,
If I'd inhale each one again,
They would still carry her name.

All of my silver coins,
If I could earn much more,
They would still be for her.
My HP Poem #1500
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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