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Dripping
latest tears not necessary
descending like ripe apples
hapless hints of discontent
the dew sunlight dapples
I remember when we met
calf with a hint of muscle
smile like morphine drops
amid a mad festive bustle
not a gratuitous weeping
eyes dry as desert dunes
she swayed like Salome
irrespective of the tunes
veils swathe damp eyes
dismantled all...
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