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Nov 2013
I know not my dear,
Since what moment you,
Have your place in my heart.

Either you have sneaked yourself,
Or I have stolen you from God,
And I love you so much.

All these notes of music,
So off note having you away,
And what you have done with me.

I looked at you with my eyes open,
Many miles away you live now,
I found you very far away.

Couldn't be brewed better,
This coffee is not much bitter,
Blessed with your untouched love.

Slowly starting to settle in my life,
Very deep down in my mind,
Your kind words of love.

I kindle your love for me,
I haven't been better & braver,
I consider you destiny's gift for me.
My HP Poem #474
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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