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Feb 2017
The fire of anger
with intoxicating liquor
touches ring finger.

The bull is unseen.
Every male is clean
with superior power within.

The heat and burn
force her to run,
and **** the finger- love is gone.

20th Feb. 2017
Written by
Sumit Ganguly  Kolkata, India.
(Kolkata, India.)   
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