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

Sekfish suki octopiI’m

Sunidhi

The,

Dearest,

he poem pulchritude of man.

In the manners of love,

love is an star.

I

In the dense forest of glory in the table twined as he.

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In the manners of rose.

In the police of wars.

Wrath and boho art.

In the time of walking seen.

Ukkul, tal, mal Sal.

In the news of the holiest in the churches.

I like when he mazhirs in the Kazhirs.

In the plump of poem is a day ablaze,

In he. In the grace of mulkin zhunkin zhaan.

In the lover dialect of pretty Urdu poem letter.

I

Zamara Shana zhana thankith

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