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Oct 2020
my restraint, may seem like an impregnable enemy line
but when your love blooms and wind sniffs the wound of your heart,
let the fragrance sneak in and cut me like an elvish sword.
dedicated to Birth of Venus.
Written by
mayur
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     m, kain, Ayesha, Khoisan, Imran Islam and 5 others
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