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Apr 2020
I really mean no harm.
All I can give
To you,
My arm
Not my trust. I must not!
Well your trust, is all yours
  and its you, who to trust.
Who decides, who enacts.
With these words,
I detract. No I don't!
It's my trust, that just lacks
Speaking clean
About love
About Facts
I will get it one day
Oh I will!
Speak at last
Is my love what I give
And the least
You will have
Get ready for me
And hold me close up the sky
Happy Tuesday!!:):)
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   Fawn and Sarita Aditya Verma
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