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Apr 2019
He called me ****
Lighted my excitement
With his finger
Like a chocolate
I melted into his arms
Gladly, still greedy,
He went out
To the lady
Parking down the road
Today he turned up
And tried to do the same
I was stone
His finger got damaged
I'm happy
I have got my compensation
Mohd Arshad
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