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Spring ( A poem of Ajita Chaudhury— from The Deities word — বসন্ত -দেবী সংবাদ থেকে )

July 17, 2016

Today you not a lady,

Self be better a tender

free nought of hairs

open all the breasts

Mud a color

that, I,m

wrapped in

Your body.

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