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her arid loneliness
her arid loneliness
We all are born alone
live alone
and
die alone
even when the moon comes and goes
and
our eyes alone sow sorrows
we pass through the passage of time
lonely
that's why they made a night to suffer in silence
when none comes to shake a body
in earnest sexily waiting
sad 'tis yours lady...
can't believe it!
you meant whorreoly
We all are born alone
live alone
and
die alone
even when the moon comes and goes
and
our eyes alone sow sorrows
we pass through the passage of time
lonely
that's why they made a night to suffer in silence
when none comes to shake a body
in earnest sexily waiting
sad 'tis yours lady...
can't believe it!
you meant whorreoly
Published 1st May 2017
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