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My Guardian Angel

Sep 29, 2022
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Updated: Aug 28, 2025

By Keerthi Ajay



When you’re coming home on a rainy night, who's your umbrella?

When you're cold, who holds you tight?

And makes everything right

In the midst of chaos, a serenity to your agony.


A voice that assures you everything is going to be okay.

Did someone come to your mind?

Yes, that's the person.



By Keerthi Ajay




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