makes me mad.
I can't think of anything
when I am in the Crowd.
Empty places are more comforting,
I long for some quiet place with
Trees, plants, grass and flowers
To sit down and look at them
As Romeo looked at Juliet
or Majnu looked at Laila.
In the moments of my deep trouble, I am face to face with my insatiable hunger. My hunger to devour your presence, Or to relish on our sweet...
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