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Anger Is a kind Of pen. We Keep it In our pockets. In hot places It splotches and materialises On the shirts. Not all But we too Despise The defected clothes.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 2:40 PM UTC
Anger
Anger Is a kind Of pen. We Keep it In our pockets. In hot places It splotches and materialises On the shirts. Not all But we too Despise The defected clothes.
mohd-arshad
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 2:40 PM UTC
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