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Mar 2014
Your eyes would not ever get moistened,
Now just let me take all your pain away,
How much longer would you shove it in,
There is no place for tears in your eyes...

All your wishes and each of your desires,
They are all so tangy and sweet and sour,
Just wait until all the desires are fulfilled,
Do not worry dear such a day will come...
My HP Poem #579
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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