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A drop of ink
On a piece of blank paper
Is spread to make a heart
That of your
Along the border
My name is nicely scrawled
That will stare at you
I am sure
The ink is dark
Will leave the mark for
A long time to come
I always wish
You will live
Forever within the frame
Of love and to you I
Won’t ever miss
@ Anil Kumar Panda 28/11/2015
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