Restitution in blood. Quite crimson desiccation.
Quiet crimson dedication.
Hello this voice said. Saraihi showed me hands of her.
'Oh' they are bleeding. Why was she smiling?
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A refined poetic imagination, Sunil. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.