Tuesday, March 1, 2016

The Arrow Of Love Comments

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When an arrow of barbaric iron struck me on my chest; rivulets of blood trickled down rampantly,
Soft portions of flesh were brutally invaded; and I emitted loud screams of anguish under my vanishing breath.

When an arrow of glittering gold struck me perilously close to my ribs; I
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Nikhil Parekh
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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh

Dehradun, India
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