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Mar 2015
Love
I burnt in love of emotions
For years . . .
And recovered.
I offered my unemotional love
To my spouse.
Weeping aloud, my poor girl,
She ran to join an emotional school
To train herself and gain a certificate
To beat me!
2015-03-31
Muraleedharan Koluthappallil
Written by
Muraleedharan Koluthappallil  58/M/India
(58/M/India)   
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