Tuesday, 3 April 2012


She does not come always in the web site,
It is something I feel bubbling in pain,
One true sense that grows in mind in her charms,
And we are once dwelling in love in fashion
That I have not habituated, she then put me forward,
It is great experience in love and in move
Towards the life that is not in regular pattern,
It is a sense that I learnt from her since we are here. 

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