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You touched that nerve of mine which was already shaking out of trauma of not to be loved again and being in hell of fears.
And brought that little hope of love again.
But will you stay forever?
you should be a poet
I expressed: Under warmth of your love I never needed any heavy blanket. Felt cozy even in low temperature belt. Never knew, I would be intoxicated with your presence more than my worth that I have felt . He replied: you should be a poet. I expressed: These are my feelings for you One day you will realise it was not for poetry but to express how I have dealt. The pain of your absence The touch of your body The fragrance I smelt. You should be a poet he said he yelled
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