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Sometimes I hear you
**laughing.
I reflect on how confused I am sometimes. I never know if people are laughing with me or at me.
Àŧùl Apr 2014
All those moments spent in night,
I could better invest in both of us,
Yes that was a definite time waste,
Because they were spent this way,
Lit only by darkness of negatives,
This was possible if at all we had,
Met in a different conditions set.
My HP Poem #619
©Atul Kaushal

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