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A Room

by Wai-Phyo-Win

When I look at from the varendah I saw only a green grass floor on my table full of memoranda my bed is behind the french door I am alone standing how lonely! sure it's not a tranquility when my room will be homely? future is unpredictablility Longing for the day when we can be marry and having a chat without a pause while teaseing and tasting one candy sometime doing a bit of faux pas
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Wai-Phyo-Win
49 / M / Myanmar
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Written by
Wai-Phyo-Win
49 / M / Myanmar
Published
Dec 21, 2018
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#room#varendah#french#door#lonely#homely#pause#faux#pas
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