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Apr 2016
Oh, the colour and shape,
I observed this morning,
Oh, the eyes I prize the most.

Just having been woken up,
Hue of almond colour,
Just shaped like almond.

And the eyes belong to myself only.
My HP Poem #1056
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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