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Feb 2020
We went under the moonlight
Life as you remember when there was no gloom
Was where I found it under the bridge
Love was a moonlit evening where we garnered attention
They don't have them on any of those Scandinavian countries
Looks like we were lucky to have other swinging lovers

Banished from watching Arabian Nights
On a lonesome desert stretch where the meandering highway met
The horizon and that crescent moon looked splendid
Tersely, lay spread like a hammock
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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