lusciousA Poem by seatha porcelain
figure disfigures my
passion to fall deaf to
views of distracting nature; what is of beauty often, is a rarity, and most probably a cherished
delicacy. this shapely
porcelain contains sweets and dreams! Dreams i yearn for since I learnt that fairness’s a
lie just like any
other dye which anywhere we
could apply.
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