Deep in my compassionate heart,
There's a wide and lonesome desert;
Where still have a cactus;
But that cannot touch by your tactus.
''Come and adapt to my drought! ''
Where you will be sought,
The spiny pains of my heart!
VIPINS PUTHOORAN
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