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Mar 2014
I woke up to a pleasant dream about us,
I slept peacefully rid of any nightmares,
I was at a relative's place with my papa.

These relatives have a married son,
The cousin goes by the name Vivek,
This cousin has just gotten married.

He has gotten his knots tied happily,
His longtime love is the lucky bride,
Heads high they had gotten married.

I was there at Vivek's home for a cause,
I kept in my mind just one name - Mystery,
I hope that he will help convince father.
Oh and then up at 4 am from the pleasant dream I studied for my forthcoming entrance examination for around 90 minutes before posting this poem.

My HP Poem #577
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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