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Nov 2017
Eating luscious forbidden apples in your garden,
was a pleasure not to be spoken in front of others.
I agreed in a silent conspiracy with you, nevertheless,
it remains an ache, in the tender muscles of my heart,
which I love to nurse with relish,whenever I get a chance
K Balachandran
Written by
K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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