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Aug 2018
The midnight thinking mind
Offers me a strange thing obstinately
To wrap you in these chubby arms
Along with the frowning brows
And pointed lips, and wrinkled forehead
Your face to my face, hair gripped by my hand
Your lips saying ,"are you crazy"....
And my lips muttering, who cares baby, "I love you"...
Written by
Raj Sharma
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