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Who hugs me and hugs me,

Who loves me more,

Who kisses me and kisses me,

Who watches me soar.

Who paints my life,

Who makes my day,

Who lights the night,

Who makes me say:

"I love you so much,

Yes I do,

There isn't a day,

Without the fabulous you!"


Who kindles happiness,

Who stops sadness,

Who makes my mind,

Who makes my heart impressed.

Who builds my path,

Who calms my wrath,

Who builds confidence,

Who breaks warpath.

You are no one, but MYSELF 

I will always love you(self), for your 

Past, present and future help.

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  1. Super shriyandhaa. Great. Keep it up

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  2. Ending the poem with a message your style Shriyandhaa. Its very impressive. I liked the poem very much May God bless you.
    From Pushpa patti

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  3. Excellent Shriyandhaa. Keep rocking. Expects more and more

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  4. Self admiration and appraisal possible only self confidence is high and TRUE. Love Shriyandahaa -- A grandma from outside..

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  5. Super shriyandha keep it up

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  6. Lovely write up Shriyandhaa

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  7. Excellent kanna! You are just awesome!!!! 🥰 - Harini

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