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Unforgettable Departing Day How can I forget the day, it was March the Four, sucked all my sweetness, and leaving my Heart to sour. The time was just so ugly, it was half passed Two, sorrows had stuck to my heart, more than a super glue. She said to me O! Dear �Harsh�, just don�t let me go, I will be always with you, wherever you will flow. Just keep me in some corner, but in front of you, my wakening eyes want to see, just you and only you. While leaving she advised, do this and don�t do that, was crying and only crying, with each and every pat. Harsh Y Bahl |
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