Category: /General/It continues to simmer,
my observation. I was
I start the witch-hunt
of the language, what you speak.
Lynx eyed, feline you will
not give the clue.
Neither you will turn away,
nor I will bring out
my scripture. We don't want to read
the command together, of our
Stark madness, to flirt
each other. The art of democracy
comes into force. We will
spent full life to know each other.
How do we know from A to Z,
who were our synonyms?
You win, I lose in
hiding from each other.
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