You don't need to share someone's bed,
to share someone's soul.
Space and time doesn't matter,
I have felt my soul
Reaching across oceans and time
in search of someone that matters
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नज़र चुराते देखा उसे तो यकीं हुआ , वोह भी देखता है हमें जल गयी बस्ती मेरी, धुआं उसके घर में भी है थोड़ा काम ही सही मगर, वोह भी चाहता है...
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How sad the fate of my songs Deaf is the one to whom it belongs What is said witheres into unsaid For not a word is ever read Alas such is t... -
Oh how I long to kiss thy lips Sweet honey from the flowers drips Feel heaven in the mortal being Moist warmth of the monsoon winds Into thy...
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