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Feb 2014
The seed I had sown has bloomed,
From a sapling to a plant to tree,
And tree is now bearing fruits.
The fruits culminating on top,
Are only seemingly distant,
Fresh they are just sweet.
For us both take care.
My HP Poem #540
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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