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Aditya prajapat Aug 2024
The money is hot but not as your hands
I can buy a new pillow but not your shoulder
Aditya prajapat Aug 2024
My life is as empty without you as a house is without a mother.
Aditya prajapat Aug 2024
She was a whole Earth
I was too small to hold her
Aditya prajapat Aug 2024
Diminishing me in public
Loving me behind doors
She call it love
I never described cruelty

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