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Bhumeeka Nov 2017
By the hillside when we go
Create memories grudges,
we throw.
The vocals in air share;
the belonginess.
Solitude of ours then
meets happiness.
Bhumeeka Aug 2017
Rain rain don't go away,
when I am with my bae.
His embrace is so warm,
when my curve in his palm.
Nothing else I now wish
when beside me,
he sighs colossal bliss!

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