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Apr 2013
The autumn leaves have fallen,
They have been collected in heaps.
Eyeing the brownish heaps I wait now,
The garbage van should be coming soon,
They collect olden golden fallen autumn leaves.
Soon to be replaced by new green spring growth,
But till then this season-cycle must persist & propagate.

Sometimes even relationships need patchwork to be done.
My HP Poem #197
© Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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   Raj Arumugam, Kripi, --- and ---
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