Dear Traveller, where do you travel
What are you looking for
Look at me
I am the planet
I am the whole creation.
Do not run run for a heaven
See me, Who am I
Beautifull thigh
Dream in between
Beautifull breasts, nipple
Lips full of honey
Drunken eyes full of wine.
Dear traveller, where do you travel
Stay here for sometime
I am the heaven on this earth
A shelter for man.
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