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Wet and drenched in rain I left no words I walked on heavy mountain The summer buttered the street She came towards me Frozen nerves grew all heat Thus I was her that last No weekends were hungry disaster Empty soul swallowed chain to cast I should smell her uglier.
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 9:10 AM UTC
Harijan's Street
Wet and drenched in rain I left no words I walked on heavy mountain The summer buttered the street She came towards me Frozen nerves grew all heat Thus I was her that last No weekends were hungry disaster Empty soul swallowed chain to cast I should smell her uglier.
sumanta-mishra
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22/M/Kolkata
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 9:10 AM UTC
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