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Apr 2014
After a period of twenty four months of staying impregnated is spent nourishing itself, the egg will finally hatch and out will emerge the Phoenix, the tears of whom will heal me and the gorgeous feathers of whom will give me relief from this moist hot weather which stays as if here from the beginning of time & for ever now on and just for me to enjoy its relieving warmth under this torrid sky.

The Phoenix inside must wait till these testing times are done with posing all the challenges in its incubation period so that its shell has gotten thinner and weaker.

All the desires, longings to meet my loving Phoenix mate which are unfulfilled a present will be made to stand these harsh tides of time and will have to be nurtured with love and, more primely, patience till the she finally hatches and finally meets its long-time match from the previous birth.
I believe that true love crosses the boundaries of life & death, so will ours each time we perish.

My HP Poem #615
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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