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Aug 2013
When I wake up in the morning,
I think exclusively of you.
While I lie down,
I dream of you..
Whom I crave for,
Is only you...

It's just you,
Whom I brave for...
I gleam from you,
While I breakdown..
I assume that I'm with you,
When I walk up the lonely street.
Brave the cold times, hostile situations & the sandstorm to be with you.

My HP Poem #411
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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