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Feb 2017
There's no need to work in the night,
How I need to satisfy you tonight?
Extremities of your cold body.

Now just come here, my baby,
Tell me how your face is so bright?
Uff! Your hot body is just so very right.
My HP Poem #1432
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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