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Feb 2011
When I ***** in the dark
Her poetry strikes me like a divine spark
When bored , she gets me to her poetic park
If I feel totally depressed
Her poetry makes me completely refreshed
When I lose my hope, she becomes my pope

When I suffer from thirst
Her poetic juice does she ******
When I pine for hunger
She comes to me like a classical singer
And gifts me her poetic plum
And makes me blissfully calm

When I suffer from insomnia
She comes to my bed
And lulls me to sleep
When I awake from sleep
Through the window does she peep
Because of her many divine benefits I reap
She follows me day and night
And makes my life spiritually bright
JVL NARASIMHA RAO
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JVL NARASIMHA RAO
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