uttar.kumar
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Joined: January 2022 Last seen: 2 years ago

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Every drop matters.. I rise from the weep of my fathers, I am but a mere drop.. I cling to the bosoms of my mother, And doing so, raise her crops.. Sun looks down on me, With such a radiant and smiling face.. I feel the warmth and beckon of his love, ... – *by UK*	8 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Every drop matters.. I rise from the weep of my fathers, I am but a mere drop.. I cling to the bosoms of my mother, And doing so, raise her crops.. Sun looks down on me, With such a radiant and smiling face.. I feel the warmth and beckon of his love, ... – *by Uttar Kumar*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating

I rise from the weep of my fathers,

I am but a mere drop..

I cling to the bosoms of my mother,

And doing so, raise her crops..

Sun looks down on me,

With such a radiant and smiling face..

I feel the warmth and beckon of his love,
...

– by UK

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