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Mar 15
She was inclined on the bow
Flowing with wind ,
in the boat,
holding her hands together,
Blowing the warm vapour
In the cold winds of night,
Shining beside moonlight,
As the waves of sea
Slashes the port ,
Splashing the water,
She walked closer
Closer ,
Closer
Closer ,
As she whispered
A good dreamer you
Are, beloved.
Ankush
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Ankush  17/M
(17/M)   
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     Immortality, e and Nemusa
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