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She emerged from the bathroom
Wrapped in a cloud
Shrouded by scented mist
She bent forward 
With her hands on the knees
Her curls poured
A black waterfall
She blew a kiss at me
Along her palm
A wet firefly landed on my lips
And I burned myself
In moaning flames
Of her fever

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Date: 12/4/2018 4:35:00 AM
Who is this women? Very good Ibohal
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Ibohal Kshetrimayum
Date: 12/4/2018 11:26:00 AM
Thank you. Never mind the woman though!