often haunts me
ask
where are you
within without otherwise
me the docile
black holes of my existence
let not light be passed away
of your love
see if some one is there
who have the Einstein in her
to tell me why magnetism
I often recluse to my prowess
that shall say
better take her mobile No.
you are that adamant not to give
people do the chores
to the might I have access to
but why you are so indifferent
ask my heart
I politely opines
what will I do with that elusive number
I make my sand dunes
the entirety I possess
where is the need of oceans of elixir
that lies the word s of fantasy
my heart opines
its not reciprocal
I do wonder
why my heart
that mundane
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