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Saibal Ray

Romance Tragedy Fantasy

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Saibal Ray

Romance Tragedy Fantasy

Ahem!

Ahem!

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Do you remember dear? 

We used to meet each dusk there. 

The sun used to appear as a big bright orange. 

The white flowers used to throw the sweetest smell around. 

Do you still remember those two trees? 

We used to talk hooey. 

You had no money and

I also had no money . 

So, we departed. 

You needed money to buy napkin 

And I needed money to buy condom. 

Now every day your husband rapes you. 

And everyday I smoke cigarettes

As condoms are still expensive. 

Have you discovered romance dear? 

I doubt! 

Same with me! 

In the end we all get raped by money. 

So, keep fucking my love. 

Who cares where the love has disappeared! 

The world is designed otherwise! 

I fuck, you fuck and we fuck in the name of God. 

Amen! 

Ahem! 



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