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My Open Arms For Her I lost my everything dear, in finding the way to you, and got a shock of my life, when I was to get the clue. My luck had sent me far away, on a silent land, it hurts a lot by thinking this, you�ll no longer hold my hand. Do not stop and let me cry, let tears touch my cheek, and what my lips had ever failed, these tiny drops may speak. Every early morning, I kiss your photograph, to every story of my love, you are my paragraph. A day will come, when you will come, with your same Love and Charms, you will find, your dear �Harsh�, with all his open arms. Harsh Y Bahl |
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