The pleasant music are not mere cords.
The decisive war are not mere swords.
The blessed ones are not mere lords.
The four lines are not mere words.
Again stand
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Pranav Kumar
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Whenever I toddle and fall on the land.
Helpless on the ground, mixed in sand.
You come before me and hold my hand.
Support me and make me again stand.
Whenever I want to live amazingly for a while. I just close my eyes and remember your smile. You are in me like fizzle of Nile. No matter whether you are near or thousand mile. Happy Propose Day! - Composed by Preeti Tiwari
Why did you leave me to suffocate. You went so far that I can't even locate. But your heart in my chest still vibrate. What is deadlier, Your Love or Hate?
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