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The Echo of Ink
A poetry blog by Noopur Vasuraj
Ripple
You point out the ripple of my thighs like it's a flaw I have to hide. But little do you realize that at their meeting is where thunder & woman collide. ~N.V.
Noopur Vasuraj
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