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Sep 2019
Today I got her response,
It was "12 AM" on the clock.
There was no power in our block,
It was theΒ Β STUDY room where I had to skulk;
but the rain was pouring on the rocks.
Oh! I forgot to thank my poetic kludge.

I put my phone on charge and reply her back,
with an appropriate emoji that match,
and now we were exchanging words.
That flirty nature of mine;
Runs through the fingers when I had wine.
many nasty and hasty thoughts were rising;
and I had to made them extemporize,
so that it matches her vibe.

I asked her dose she have a twin?
and send her a picture to help my chances win.
soon she sees the picture she asked her name,
It's "SAZAN"Β Β and welcome to my game.

The conversation with her was amazing and fecund,
and she worth every second.
We both are strangers but for a moment we exist together,
in a digital screen as if it's a white paper.
TRUE STORY
SIBANI SHANKAR PRADHAN
Written by
SIBANI SHANKAR PRADHAN  23/M/Bhubaneswar
(23/M/Bhubaneswar)   
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