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I linger at the gate She is coming late I can only speculate How long to tolerate This painful wait Woven in my fate. Suddenly I elate My heartbeats vibrate As my eyes locate Her eyes violet My woes abate As lovers’ conflate.
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
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I linger at the gate She is coming late I can only speculate How long to tolerate This painful wait Woven in my fate. Suddenly I elate My heartbeats vibrate As my eyes locate Her eyes violet My woes abate As lovers’ conflate.
shailesh-otari
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
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