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Jun 2017
I loved her,
As if she was,
Only she was.

Now only this *** remains,
How only this sum remains,
Me + her memories = doom.
My HP Poem #1572
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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