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My treasure
It's 2:30 ; midnight
Still my fingers are crawling towards phone,
Aperturing towards notes,
Keeping everything aside,
Where my all treasure resides,
Scrolling up-down!!!!
Poems resting...
Still my fingers are crawling towards phone,
Aperturing towards notes,
Keeping everything aside,
Where my all treasure resides,
Scrolling up-down!!!!
Poems resting...
