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Nov 2017
Silhouette in the bright light, there's a crisp shadow
Under the moon and shapeless stars i
Am plucking the heartstrings with deception on the face
But the wind suspected me somehow,
of following her beauty
I woke again from the seldom dream of hers .....
Naman
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Naman  21/M/India
(21/M/India)   
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   Surbhi Dadhich
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