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Oct 2014
You came like the darkest cloud on the summer day,
The one for which long I waited.
Thunders stroked,
Wind flowed,
Rain drops followed,
Sweet fragrance,
I was lost in that,
However when you held my hand,
You brought me there where I actually belonged...
apurva khadye
Written by
apurva khadye  Mumbai India
(Mumbai India)   
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