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Nawed Ali

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Blob A man is like a blob, If it lays at hand of band, Then it becomes of the same , No attraction ,nor important. You ache for a blade of this . That's not lyonnesse , That's true what today you are see. Blob an interesting water drop of its power and think view of people. #thirdquote

Blob A man is like a blob, If it lays at hand of band, Then it becomes of the same , No attraction ,nor important. You ache for a blade of this . That's not lyonnesse , That's true what today you are see. Blob an interesting water drop of its power and think view of people. #thirdquote

Chitra Iyer

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The sky's own cute teddy Its clouds, fluffy n cuddly Will ya come down to me? I wanna nestle in you n be comfy Will you be my teddy? Don't float away, don't shy away Okay, let's play Catch you, catch me Ere you hoodwink me n run away Goodmorning 😍 Isn't this just gorgeous? I stood rooted looking at it. A big blob of butter😍😍 Have a wonderful day ❤️ 💕 #yqbaba #yqjogi #su

The sky's own cute teddy Its clouds, fluffy n cuddly Will ya come down to me? I wanna nestle in you n be comfy Will you be my teddy? Don't float away, don't shy away Okay, let's play Catch you, catch me Ere you hoodwink me n run away Goodmorning 😍 Isn't this just gorgeous? I stood rooted looking at it. A big blob of butter😍😍 Have a wonderful day ❤️ 💕 #yqbaba #yqjogi #su

Ramona Singh

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and, the whole day was a m o r n i n g. /Now since this is my shortest one, you can imagine the amount of criticism it received from me only, but something about this was so inna

and, the whole day was a m o r n i n g. /Now since this is my shortest one, you can imagine the amount of criticism it received from me only, but something about this was so inna

The Incomplete Metaphor

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Let the drops of ink lighten My body such that it Scintillates. Set it On fire. *FULL PIECE IN CAPTION* LET IT RAIN OVER ME Let it rain over me. Let the drops of ink lighten My body such that it Scintillates. Set it On fire.

Let the drops of ink lighten My body such that it Scintillates. Set it On fire. *FULL PIECE IN CAPTION* LET IT RAIN OVER ME Let it rain over me. Let the drops of ink lighten My body such that it Scintillates. Set it On fire.

Ramona Singh

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little leaf, little leaf, You fly in the blowing wind, Happily, sweetily, Dancing in the high sky! Take me with you too, I also wanna see the heavens above, Above the high sky, Up above all the seven, The oceans, the continents, all up above, With a big garden of roses, with fairies giving poses, All up above, With queens dressed in silk As white as milk, All up above, All up above. on popular demand, This is my first piece of writing. I wrote it when I was eight or nine, and as you can see, I did not modify the exclaimi

little leaf, little leaf, You fly in the blowing wind, Happily, sweetily, Dancing in the high sky! Take me with you too, I also wanna see the heavens above, Above the high sky, Up above all the seven, The oceans, the continents, all up above, With a big garden of roses, with fairies giving poses, All up above, With queens dressed in silk As white as milk, All up above, All up above. on popular demand, This is my first piece of writing. I wrote it when I was eight or nine, and as you can see, I did not modify the exclaimi

Hemalatha G

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Midst a thousand eccentric rhythms, Of lads and lassies, Chittering and chattering, I'm lone, muted. Midst a thousand deafening blabbers, Of heart and soul, Breaking and gluing, Hushed I'm; 'cause I'm obsessed in the hunting Of blobs that are going to kiss Every shedded speckle of mine; 'cause I'm vexed, dawdling For livin' corpses in your presence; Oh rain, come douse me with The souvenirs of bygone seasons; For I'll relish it alone. Midst a thousand eccentric rhythms, Of lads and lassies, Chittering and chattering, I'm lone, muted. Midst a thousand deafening blabbers, O

Midst a thousand eccentric rhythms, Of lads and lassies, Chittering and chattering, I'm lone, muted. Midst a thousand deafening blabbers, Of heart and soul, Breaking and gluing, Hushed I'm; 'cause I'm obsessed in the hunting Of blobs that are going to kiss Every shedded speckle of mine; 'cause I'm vexed, dawdling For livin' corpses in your presence; Oh rain, come douse me with The souvenirs of bygone seasons; For I'll relish it alone. Midst a thousand eccentric rhythms, Of lads and lassies, Chittering and chattering, I'm lone, muted. Midst a thousand deafening blabbers, O

Ramona Singh

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I like how you don't peek into my mind, otherwise you'd know the places I steal from, what all I call mine. Good morning, dear blobs. I have some questions for you: 1. Do you really keep that straight face while reading anything that was suppose

I like how you don't peek into my mind, otherwise you'd know the places I steal from, what all I call mine. Good morning, dear blobs. I have some questions for you: 1. Do you really keep that straight face while reading anything that was suppose