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Why Is It That So ? When I see you, my heartbeat goes too slow, even if I am sick, my face becomes to glow, Why is it that so ? My love is not a paper, will fly away with a blow, it is like a river, which will ever flow, Why is it that so ? Your love in me, I promise, will be, and always grow, on seeing you always happen, my breath is to & fro, Why is it that so ? Harsh Y Bahl |
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