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Mar 2016
The black river that flows from your head to your shoulders is shining magically under the moonlight
But the river seems to have lost it's way under the influence of the strong wind
For the river is covering your face
So let me use my hands and guide the river on the right path
This will give me a better view of your serene eyes and luscious lips
Sk Abdul Aziz
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Sk Abdul Aziz
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