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Somewhere, somehow
I would oft picture her
No longer with me demure
Just as she was then on screen
Always eager, always keen
Her transparent red piece
Solely meant to tease
I plunge into flashback mode
The way she sat, the way she rode
Throwing all caution out
And the resulting love, a rout
I desperately look forward to it now
Despite all hurdles, somewhere, somehow.
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Vijai Pant
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