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Nail Polish

NAIL POLISH Is something special happens when you read this ? my hands are cold to touch you,leavening my pen holding you fingers biting your nails door of sky is open with the paired of birds in the sky,stars are laughing on me with the rain of sparkle wind bewitching with the condiment sentiments of our love by fire got on my painting of our freeze moment colors flow from the height of mountain to a river to meet your nail like a shine of it, smoke of my painting flying like a butterfly in my heart to see how your Nails are looking when you open your eyes with love all jagdish bajantri

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