Tuesday, May 5, 2020

The Pangs From Infatuation Comments

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My time waits with frustration's night,
My casting eyes are but drought for your sight,
My lone hut, loses its art, in pitiable plight,
And my vacation is sick without your ride.
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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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