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The sun and the clouds meet overhead, Where they found her wild dreamy heart. And her curious eyes softly painting Sceneries of fluffy Cotton clouds. She writes romantic stories; illustrating the love Blooming between the delicate dancing lovebirds, where love is all that matters. Within herself she is a wildflower searching for freedom to  rush into the wild. Her wild dreamy heart Searches for wondrous stories Where love and war Lives together. She has found in the summer eve's graceful song The long lost wild freedom. She is eager to tell the world her profound love story set against beautiful summer's evening where her heart is wild and free. Where everyday she could find her desires in her own dreamy eyes.
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May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 6:19 AM UTC
Her Wild Heart
The sun and the clouds meet overhead, Where they found her wild dreamy heart. And her curious eyes softly painting Sceneries of fluffy Cotton clouds. She writes romantic stories; illustrating the love Blooming between the delicate dancing lovebirds, where love is all that matters. Within herself she is a wildflower searching for freedom to  rush into the wild. Her wild dreamy heart Searches for wondrous stories Where love and war Lives together. She has found in the summer eve's graceful song The long lost wild freedom. She is eager to tell the world her profound love story set against beautiful summer's evening where her heart is wild and free. Where everyday she could find her desires in her own dreamy eyes.
Sohini25
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24/F/Ahmedabad
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 6:19 AM UTC
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