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Feb 2020
I need love
Like I need the wind
But, if I ask for a breeze
It may never come
Instead it will bring a storm with it
A storm of words
A sword of art
An apple of lust
These are all I need
But they may never come
Just like love
I never know it's source
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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