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Numerous people around you,
But feel the presence of none; While the right hand waits to be clasped by the new, Doesn't it seem that your left hand is the best one? You can be lonely with a thousand people around you And so can you be happy with just one special person beside you!! But if the special ones slip away, Every second turns out to be a hefty pay!!
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