You win a heart with a smile not of pompousness and deceit but one of sheer grace and truthfulness reflected in ones eyes the deed comes out of empathy the pain felt and running through tears the love unspoken, but articulates through actions the hand always ready to pull you off the ditch of agony and despair bring to me the man/woman, there are not many of this kind left in the world we are now in bring to me the man/woman and I prostrate before him/her and hold him/her close (c) Gorakhnath Gangane Oct. 2014
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