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Sep 2016
To tell you a story
I plucked the stars
Displaced the mountains
Words float with thee
Wandering mad and alive
Yet it kills me
Your distraught face
Hidden beneath a mask
Treacherous ways to lure
Mark and hunt a naive dove
Pure white Angel of love
The devil you walked
Devil in blue.
Tehreem
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Tehreem
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