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how far have we come
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Ongoing, First published Aug 16, 2014
Ana you will always be my angel 
and your god mother's first child we will miss you angel.


some people come and leave a mark in your life... 
sorry guys for the previous mishap.  the book got deleted due to some stupid hangups. the only reason I could publish my book was due to my friends undying support who gave me confidence to publish my poems.. most of my friends r the reason behind these books they keep supporting me and telling me to keep going on.thank you devanshi for everything.
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