You alleged, my poems aren't
my wings' pure off-springs.
My imagination is numb,
my thought dull thing brings.
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You Othello! Don't press this Desdimona's throat, listening to Iago's words try to read what she wrote on the handkerchief of life. Nila! ! ! it's greatttt.... stay healthy n happy...
Beautiful expressions..Can get the inner thoughts...! ! !