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Jul 2019
Pursed lips, measured gaze
That is how I lie, with smile in the eye.
A moment of haze and your heart does sink
Confused in daze by my pretty little wink

Yes I hide colorful lies,
Layered in circles with bright eyes.
Yes I know you’re not much wise
And so I decide to be not so nice.
Written by
Vivek
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     --- and Ali Bukhari
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