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Jun 2014
Since I've loved you dear,
Brain underwent change,
To a sentimental piece of junk,
With two halves constituting it,
All brains have two 1/2s,
And my brain is strange.

There's nothing right in the left half of my brain,
And there's nothing left in the right half of my brain,
Yes, ever since me having loved you my lovely dear.
My HP Poem #639
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
Written by
Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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