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Nov 2013
Many of them often think of me quirky,
Poor!!! Poor people as they fail to make,
Make out new found aplomb in my life.

Maybe I should accept the accusations,
Please them with all my sugary words,
Much of them will mould their opinion.

Myself changing is unnecessary really,
Plus she loves the original defacto me,
My darling you make me feel carefree.
My HP Poem #479
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül
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Äŧül  29/M/Kärnāl - Häryāņā - Bhāräŧ
(29/M/Kärnāl - Häryāņā - Bhāräŧ)   
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