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Oct 2020
The low low hanging lights
I held sky shots
I saw her walk,
My sight froze.
Her dark black hair
Her deep deep eyes,
The dress she wore
Oh! People it was a blur
My heart was stolen,
Stolen by her.
Suraj singh
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Suraj singh  21/M/India
(21/M/India)   
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