do not tempt me in a way that, thy face -
appears everywhere, wherever
I see, the condensate
charm snatches
my tenor !
it's city of mirrors or spoof of eyes, every
turn has a crystal palace, each
side maya bazaar, the
life confused in
every -
step, whom to left, whom to embrace - -
do not know, where is existed
the destination of peace,
every person has
been lost in
self orb,
in that mass silvan, your love is the only
truth !
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- SHANTANU SANYAL