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Clogging real life, lost in the Great Barrier Mind. It's attacking, Again. Never seen, Never touched. Yet this affection, Grows stronger. Everyday. Inquisitiveness Of his whereabouts, Appearance, Temperament and His love of religion. Who is he? Descendant? Age? Every detail, Unknown and Unseen. Yet I profusely yearn. Yearning for his bejewelled devotion. Yearning for his inimitable self. Yearning for his yearns for me. That is If it subsists.
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 1:49 PM UTC
Yearn
Clogging real life, lost in the Great Barrier Mind. It's attacking, Again. Never seen, Never touched. Yet this affection, Grows stronger. Everyday. Inquisitiveness Of his whereabouts, Appearance, Temperament and His love of religion. Who is he? Descendant? Age? Every detail, Unknown and Unseen. Yet I profusely yearn. Yearning for his bejewelled devotion. Yearning for his inimitable self. Yearning for his yearns for me. That is If it subsists.
fatima-qureshi
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 1:49 PM UTC
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