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Aashita Varshney

Abstract

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Aashita Varshney

Abstract

That White Dove

That White Dove

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I was standing there

just beside,

With some emotions

I can't hide,

Rising in the

breath of LOVE,

Falling for that 

white_dove.

Hailing thirst

of the feather,

Was that LUST or

Love_Forever.


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