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Pal O' Pal




Kung Fu Panda is a symbol for Swapnil
Jha who resesmbles him closely
In the midst of lonely strolls
and when in my heart despair dwell
you come along with contagious smile
and now my friend all is well

A few of us did meet as kids
at a place we were sent to learn
we kept running around in jolly moods
reliving those moment are all i yearn

Strangers we were when we began to talk
You touched my soul with pristine heart
All the fun and flukes we had
and for a never ending journey, it was just a start

Now when I remember those days
the bunks ,cries , love and rave
can't forget those songs we sung and dreams we chased,
Thank you guys, a lonely child you really did save 

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