Nicely Dyed Falling...
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Stupidity absolutely
Stupidity to avoid her..
Her proximity ever cheerful;
Fire-wind is point of fall,
I have been fallen...
Falling senseless falling..
Falling Oh!
Highest object:
White sandal-fragrant falling
Nicely dyed falling...
How merciful she is !
Neither crunches my bones, flesh
Nor sucks my blood,
Only drinks the broth of my longevity..
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