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Dec 2015
Why do I need to love myself,
when I have your words comforting me
                 like the cup of hot tea in my hands and the blanket around me
                         this cold winter night.
I'm writing poems to you now, but you don't have to know
kailasha
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kailasha  ktm/del/bos
(ktm/del/bos)   
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