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Mar 2019
When you called me hi friend
It's pleasure without end
You struck the cord that bound
And left me free of count.

When you called me brother
You find me close further
That cleared of all my bother
Though I'm too a father.

When you called me O dear
It shook me like a deer
You set me free to tears
With glee that flush all smears.

When you called me O son
I felt with you as one
I looked upon the sun
And everything with fun.

So now it's my concern
If allowed to take my turn
What address would you prefer
To dress and free you for ever?
Written by
Philipp K J  58/M/Bangalore
(58/M/Bangalore)   
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