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May 2013
The fever rages up,
People say it's because I think too much.
Perhaps I would give my brain some rest now.
My throat is also aching and there's not much of relief each passing moment.
It gets even worse than what it looked like initially.
On a small offing as I need to recover from this maddening hot feeling around my eyes.
But I'm me, I can survive much tougher things, what's this viral fever's plight.
2-3 days offing is much needed.
The thermometer read 103* Fahrenheit at that time.
I needed her to contact me whenever she read this.
My HP Poem #226
©Atul Kaushal
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
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