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Apr 2013
Fingers touch me like the cold wind
Giving me goosebumps
Your lips are love laced with
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I don't want to stop feeling you
Hearing your laughter travel
Throughout the woods
The trees sway and carry your smell
The flowers are so jealous
Because you will always be more
Beautiful than them
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       asoke kumar mitra, Rose, ---, --- and Nat
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