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Sep 2017
With one kiss from you, you burn me red
Chase away the darkness and lit up my bed

You awaken the shrunken heads, the waters of the night you feed
The magic lantern you are, the **** dances’ lead

You have played your part and now it’s time
For your white queen to arrive, at the midnight chime
Annie Cynthia
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Annie Cynthia  24/F/India
(24/F/India)   
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     Vivek Raj, pearlianne and Keith Wilson
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