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Bharathh Pothuraju

Drama Romance


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Bharathh Pothuraju

Drama Romance


Her

Her

1 min 106 1 min 106

The little magic of her,

Makes my Soul fly;

The Blues I visit,

As I walk past her;

Each time, I mumble

To my little Heart,

To play low;

That rush to have

Her glimpse.

Those Blooms

Drizzle on Me.

For the Smile,

That is invariably

Dancing on her Face.


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