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sushil kumar gochhayat

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sushil kumar gochhayat

Abstract

Treason

Treason

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The pluviophile in me 

When embraces 

The drops of sirimiri, 

Your treason comes in 

Like a thunderbolt, 

Trying to convince me 

That I am a loser.


But, 

Witnessing my madness, 

When she tries to flinch, 

I hold her waist 

To whisper that I love her 

And her owner very much. 


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