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Apr 2012
In this world full of hurt and pain,
I need someone who would help me through the rain.
To comfort me when I'm sad,
Doing everything just to make me glad.

Love's a curious thing,
It often comes disguised.
Look at love the wrong way,
It goes unrecognised.

The sun is setting on a lonely day
The colours are splitting, the perfect way
Your strolling home as you see this too
And I watch from a window thinking of you

The bright colours shine from within my heart
The colours of a sunset, a special part
Of a day in my life I wish you could see
Just what it's like, just to be me.
Mohit Kalwadia
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Mohit Kalwadia  Kanpur(UttarPradesh)
(Kanpur(UttarPradesh))   
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