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Feb 2020
And then there are times.
When we talk talk and talk.  
Will pour our Hearts.
Will try not to Cry.
But no matter what
There will be no Response.
The time when we meet our dear ones in the Grave Yard. Missing my Dad already. Its been only 10 days.
Written by
A M  47/M/India
(47/M/India)   
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