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Each Other�s Search Your love was like a sand paper, I made it smooth as cream, you do not love me too much, like I love you to extreme. For you I�ll write in Hindi, in German, Thai and French, no matter where I�m sitting, on a Dunlop or on bench. Deepawali, Id, Christmas, and on Gurpurav�s day, I love you million trillion times, just this I want to say. And never the less was that day, under the trees cool breeze, hours and hours together, both were in each other�s squeeze. We went to all Temples, Gurudwaras and Church, our drenched eyes will be, always in each other�s search. Harsh Y Bahl |
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