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Poetry about love |
| HEDONIST OR DISILLUSION -SADDAM HUSEN Slowly and swiftly a drift is running This rapt is capturing my breathing Though this maze, raze my veins Yet I am not trying any rescue. It has intricate me, although But ephemerally star fluttes in dark A manner of coyly appeared for me on me Hedonist or disillusion is this whim. Happy at con adore Sorrow in con amore Flowing in still lake urge Quixotic manner is my curb The entire amenities are very exquisite. |