Sandalwoods Poems - Poems about Sandalwoods

...gren and orange in foreplay fragrance of red the second woman, atrocities of the new war yellow ascending on the mirror garbage has to be disposed disposition empty bottles half dead leaves c......

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...Everytime you discover a new black hole; someone crosses the border and starts crying. Thread weaved in and out of tapestry. You were nailed to the wall, which never had any doors. Wh......

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