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*I was the scorched wasteland, you the ravishing stream my life, sparse while yours teemed my lips parched while yours gleamed, one drop water was all that I had sought, alas! That was too much for you to part with… I live on as the deserted desert*.
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
Drought
*I was the scorched wasteland, you the ravishing stream my life, sparse while yours teemed my lips parched while yours gleamed, one drop water was all that I had sought, alas! That was too much for you to part with… I live on as the deserted desert*.
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deepakqt
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
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