Sad And Love Poetry
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
It comes once in a lifetime,
it happens to us all - for me,
the landlord's son is the one
who did it, and in a minute he
changed it all, yesterday I was
'bhaiyya,' I am 'uncle' now, y'all.
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