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The Phlegethon in a Cup of Life

Midriff burning sensation, Exactly as if it will explode, Nocturnal timings help, Stark daylight is undesirable, Troublesome five days, Ripe burning inside the temple of life, Under the wicked sky, Awry is the cup for collection, Lopsided is its construction. Cusping the proof of life, Unfailing burning sensation, Pouting by the end of a month.
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Atul
35 / M / Indian
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Written by
Atul
35 / M / Indian
Published
Aug 19, 2021
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13·55
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Phlegethon is a stream of fire or fiery light.

My HP Poem #1940

©Atul Kaushal

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#menstrual#cup#female#hygiene#phlegethon#of#life
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