WHEN I HEARD.

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When I heard her
Singing, in the
Country, a function
A family gathering
It was, which had the
Host,Most beautiful
Host on earth, the
Audience could ever dream of
And when she started to sing
Just like british drama's
And Atticus books
My soul became dizzy
Staring at her lips and
Glancing through her eyes
And mouth wide open
Like a person, hungry since
Wednesday, and it's weekend
And saw the bread, he can't
Afford.
The song,I don't remember
And honestly
I didn't even heard
Any of it
But it plays
In my head
~Vaibhv

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