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Oct 2013
beauty, it seems has engulfed me
protesting all that hinders.
bones shake, and my lips touch yours
a peaceful proposition has tempted us more
to proliferate love,
your aura glows and grows
as your smile shows

long roads bend and flow
and cross under black oak shadow
and there we met
and there we left
our fear below, that dark shadow
Written by
Aanandha Jeeva
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