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Jan 2020
Her eyes are like wine
I want to drink it,
Her lips are like patels of rose
I want to feel it,
And in her smile
I want to make my shelter,
Oh! I had lost myself in her.
Her hairs are like feathers
I want to play with them,
And when she talks
I want to listen to her forever,
Oh! I had lost myself in her.
You are my entire poem
I m just a metaphor of yours
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