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Dearest,

Of a walking lie. I stun the walking valleys of moon. I sing hours of lime. I sleeve disguises and death sentences in hour of wake. Of bruises, I die. I well. I loam a can. I valley of death. I night a dune. I sin over a river. I warp over a teeth. I thunder over a gloom. Poetic tendrils of blooming cryptic war. If death. Is heavy mirror well, a night in lomp? A death in the poetic ruse of me. Of girls. Of nights. Of lime muses, I dine. I death over her. I die well . Her.

Sunidhi

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Dearest,

I work hours of lie. I love with hunger. I lie in the wail sadness of moon. Of love, I run. I am teeth in hungry bones. Of death. I snippet. I whirl. I dame. I dain. I walk myth hours of sleep. Of night, that is a said whirl of courage. Of walking sight I dim wonts of lies. Of dying madness, I loop a night. I love. Of waking hours, I cremate a courage. A lie of work loads. Of death, I die. I love of death, I stun. I refurbish a girl and lie to his arch. Of madness, I deep. Of death, I don't. I walk in the aisle of honor. Of death, I die.

Sunidhi

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Dearest,

My seeping madness of a writer. A love of walk. A nicest girl. In the cinema hours of time, I work laden with hunger. Her passion. Her sport. Her best. A nicest text in the midnight cusp. The wind fails. She honors. A love. A becoming deep. Her. Love is the annihilation of war. A night bruise. A night bless. A bright war. Time stops. When we lay. She was the stunning hour of courage. A night loving. A night bode. A night God. A night hell. A loving Mane. Her.

Sunidhi

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Dearest,

A love inside. A chest telling red paintings of hem hers. A tight of lie. A lie. A thing of the moves in the mouth of her night. A lips getting hotter than the suspension lights of her become. Her saddle carrying those of heavy breaths. Her. A lover. A light. A moon. A weak. A lover whose red becomes her. A love styled as tainted paintings of war moon.

Her.

[sunidhis-blog]

Dearest,

World nights me and her pulchritude. Her light is the new hope. A hope on war. A life on the seal thumbs of life. Her world includes my lies and lenses of sole thinking God. Her night.

Her

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Dearest,

Moon in the month's mouth. A sacred thing of lie and leap. A loft sudden bars and precisely God. A lover wares. A light daunts. The face of a body is her human shining. A documentary slow-down hems of night. Her love in the bright moves of night. A night in the gathering silhouettes of weak fences of my heart. Her.

Siliha

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Dearest,

Love me the beginning of light. Her mouth jeopardises myths of sadness to her blue ink lover noon. Her noon juxtaposed my slip of ear. A tight collosal leaking chest in the midst of mothers. A love is getting burned hips to deity wars. A run from the feet and run forever. A lie too dense of her hair and pink silhouettes getting ready burnt hips to deceased moons.

Sunidhi

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Dearest ,

A lover rained down on shadow.

A night loved her beginning.

A winning moon occuring south.

A bridge is burned and broken when she seduces night to her folly.

A love can make or break my world.

A love is twisted and running hollow.

A privilege knows me.

A life of war.

A night of her.

Her.

Sulesha

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Dearest,

A lover leaps suddenly and my heart goes out to her. A lie. A thought. A leaf of her nice mises on walls. A thing of her chest. A diet of her moon. A thing to satisfy her stomach with. A churning paradise. A lover. A light. Her ink blood replicates in the way soil watches. In the way sun waves Earth and moons. A leaf leads two spaces. Alright and goodbyes forever. An epileptic heart. A dime a night. A lover to become and war. Her.

Sunidhi

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Dearest,

Obstinate girl in the world. A night wars fates and lies of hers. She is a singer. A war one. A night in the world of God. A night to spell archaic diffident loves. A mirror world. A light. A need to swerve in her poignant myopic essay. Puckish wars. A light-met sleep cycle. A trifling whom? Insurrection sight. Inexorable. Lenitive lies. A thing of the world whose lie is her. A thing sundry of sundays and nights till we stop meeting. Her.

Sunidhi

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Dearest,

Cursory girl roasts her mouth. Her inch slaves my stomach. Burns my teeth allusion. A life stalls stomach pyres and burns my life. A thing in the barrel nights.A leaf of the God life and the night hiss. A moon. A thing. A love. A night in the thing life of God. A war. A night. A leaf. A turn in the mouth of God. A leaf. A night. A thing of love. A God. A bigger night. A global lover in the noon midnights. A thing in the bruise. A math in the mouth. A leaf of the law. A light of the God. A God. A leaf. A movement between lies and night leafs. A lover. A light. A thing. Seeming from my moon to her.

Sula.

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Dearest,

A night in the war of God. A war. Knit lines of heaven. A knit love on the spinning worship that is her. His love soaps the light of night in the love that is. A world war. Her.

A bathing of the poet. Her winner is me. A lie is me. A God is me. A world is the night I keep in war of. Her. Her. Her light always seeps the heaven of me. A lover always gifts the new circle in the God lover of night. Her. Her. Night deepens softly. God cleverly takes the God of time. Her night always. Her love of the world greatly discovers hapiness in the abiding fact, God. Her. Her night stumps in the love for God. Her circle snippets Circe Gods of that hated slow dance. I love her. I love the war of me. Her light wins. A lover. A God loving life. A rich neighbour love story. Her swept moon speaking we all drank fathers and mothers who came. A love to go. A leaf of feather and light. Her.

Suhima.

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Dearest war,

A thing we lone to love was the shape of her finger. Her endangered eye. A girl figure. She is a stunner. He happened. He lives like the opera saint of God. Her. Her lie. Her mouth. A whispering baby. A liar. A night bloomed of her. A light of her God. Her moon knitted in the war-lighting spur of warm war. Her night. Her God. Her love. Her light. Her love. Her thought. Her God. Her blossomed night in the foregone river. Her night of the night. Her love. Her.

Suhima

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Dearest,

Love too. Love me whose glory speaks night. His war knits yellow moons of everything of Gold. Her night tells me every swept garden and God of blissful nights. In the God swept Earth of bliss takes of God. Her love in the spinning Earth vase. Her responsibility. Her night. Her love speeding on the God life is he.

Her.

[sunidhis-blog]

Dearest light,

My parents love me to war and death. Sunshine. A light you would spill out. Our mother warps out of the light. A light with remember our moon within her. Her light. Her. Her.

Sunita.

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Dearest lover,

My eyes reach you. Stunning love. An eye for tooth. My love for eternity. Sing along. Sin along. A style love. A beginner's end. A love waiting on your stun. Your way. A word one wing spins her swan. Her world vile. Intractable laughter. A way. A white hemp of God. A maudlin girl. A night forever yielding God. Dichotomy of love. A coral file. Soporific night. An end. A lover. A night. Her.

Ziliha.

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Dearest Zukhim,

A light of her love. A thing of whose love, in her poem. Her light visceral. A boon of my love home is that is that she is the light of the world.A rain ink on her snare. I bare. A love of her. A night of her lover. She is eating out with her mother. He soaps my love. She tells. A bother to my fate is God. A love of whose light. Her. Her night. Her God. Her. Her light only. Her forgotten mar. Her delight. Her God. She feels like the mother she is and ears noodle soup takeout. Her hinge tells me she loves. A lover. Her.

Sunidhi