Will you cheat me one
day by your sinful hands, I
ask the city in bloom?
*
You can call full moon
after amputating my legs,
so that I don't run.
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It was not tragic
ending, when we pretend to
find a pink tiger.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: August 12th, 2022 21:07
- Category: Nature
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