This is intrigue love
and hate of two entities. Sunset was
half. The moon prematurely strips on.
There was no endgame.
Who had nailed the lake? I live in
the moment. Have you seen the death laughing.
The vessel breaks, when
you wear the veil. My religion is unique.
I only love the truth of agni.
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Author:
satishverma (
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- Category: Nature
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