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Dinakar Reddy

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Dinakar Reddy

Abstract

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While your fragrance touches my nose,

My thoughts get confused,


While your lipstick marks touch my cheeks,

My hands get vibrated,


While your eye Kajal touches my soul patch,

My nerves get excited,


While your love reaches my mind,

My eyes get blurred.


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