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just
one whiff of your breath
you
don’t have to pour your love
like an acid rain
o mother of thousand miseries
you don’t have to give me death
by thousands, each day
i am a dance of dry bones
you have dried me enough
just one whiff of your breath
is all i need
i know but still i promise
i will wilt
never ever to stand again
~Ajaya
Khullar~

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