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Jan 2018
Once in a while
in a beautiful plain,
When I was roaming
Then It has happened.

Surrounded by many
and reading their hand,
surprisingly found
I, Astrologist friend.

Seeking opinion of
friend or a foe,
was anti to pride
and anti my ego.

But such was desire
I could not resist ,
From knowing my future
And showing my hand.



   Aay Amitabh Suman
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ajay amitabh suman  40/M/Delhi, India
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