Jeopardy
A Anjandev Roy
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Do thou think about me?
I always think about thee,
Every night I visit thee in my sweetest dream
And smell thy divine fragrance
With my pleasant and superior poetic feeling,
But I see the dark devil is watching thee from the dark corner
With his covetous eyes,
I am terribly afraid of him,
Indeed I am in total jeopardy.
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