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Feb 2014
I do not need anything else much.
Just your love nothing else much..
It is my quintessentially felt love...

So my dear, come to me swinging.
Teach me how to live, I need you..
I know only love, not how to live...
My HP Poem #541
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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