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When we'll meet...

When we'll meet...
I'll hold you in my arms...

When we'll meet...
I'll get lost in your eyes...

When we'll meet...
My heart will be at ease once again...

When we'll meet...
I may have a tear which resembles happyness...

When we'll meet...
My heart will speak to you without any restrains...

When we'll meet...
My soul will be complete again...

When we'll meet...
I'll love you more then before...

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Abhishek Gorale

A software engineer by profession and a curious blogger by will. An ambivert who balances his creative and geeky sides.


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