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Beauty wishes swing of my arms,
Not because of spell of charms,
But due to every condition norms,
Upon my heart's speechless proposal and trial.

 When the Sun was fierce I suffered
Each mirth's distant denial.

 Nectar

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  • plz. read and comment

    Feb 06, 2020

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