#hunnu

The love of truth.

The love of heaven.

In heaven of holy.

In the dense of cryptic manor of lovers.

In the same saint.

In the saint.

In the saint.

In the saint.

In the saint.

In the saint.

I

In the densest of sun.

Sun.

I

In the dense sun.

I

In the sunken universe, I

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I was working till she becomes her light,love and happiness forays.

I thought of her lies that were seeping.

Her deep dying.Her love being her victimhood.

A thing of her prowess as she.

She is her power,strength and courage.

A thought in the making of a thesis is her.

Glorious of poetic swathes swatch swan.

Hauntingly man found in the he.

A thesis cycle of accumberence and light deeps till she becomes her.

Inks of psychology of lost man found

In the dance of love, loud mirth of something or colouring lie.

In the sense of becoming lies or regret flowers that flow.

In the lie in the lord of the.

I

She is her. The lover summary something.

Let’s kill god.

Let’s hum on the Dias of rose flower attuned.

If I knew to be soiled love and he knew him to be.

I

In the kurta acts of Kar the i.

In the act of glorious in the dampen love.

I

Inthedeal ofman. I n the moon earth heaven moon ideal of he.

I

In the dance Begum.

I

In the lure of God is a century of dight.

I

In the hurl thesis of love in the lover.

In a pretence of of man I love.

I’m the hits of serenity’s of Gods.

I

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Sunidhi

The lies of sonnet and he.

In the lies of he in a dense of man and he and he and I know from the light and light and he.

I

I

The love of mine.

In the moon moon earth I.

In the lies jealousy of.

The love mountain mourn of, turq

I

The loud of loud of love.

In the dictum of dight in the dight of of.

I’

I

The lie of a healer, in the ishq dua mein.

In the zara, zara, zarahya, I.

I

In the dein, mehra.

In the in the zehr, in he me.

I

In the food of gust of mein,

Mein.

Zaroor.

Malang.

In the Zahoor.

In the heaven heaven earth lord.

I

The time’s end of he. In the line light passionate crime, he.

I

The poem Nintendo innocence

Sunidhi

The lie of an hunt,

the hunt of an lie.

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In the langue of his lie from my soul birthing as I.

In the dance summit mirth.

In the wake humourless.

I like the way of man in the king humourless.

In the know of a king and he.

I know from the leak wars of me.

I

‘Sunidhi’s poem