Poetry in the cryptic vocabulary

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Choose all the hardest words
Stopping all the difficult things
I'm pressing all the words not
knowing the poem of poetry
Let my words become obscure
to me today.
Poetry with all the hard words
of English dictionary
I feel like feeling constipation in me
How do we know all the rubbles
in the stomach
False pain in the pen, and release it
Phagun is the amount of cloud
clouds that fly away from the sun
The dreary waterways of the
tear of the left side of the heart
Or the shaft of autumn is
shining in the clouds of clouds
Impeccable tremendous tremendous danger, while continuing to fall, continue.
Today, I am going to the dew of the dew racket dew, I'm going to the forest alone
Ankika silent silk shadow of the crocodile eyes
Today, I can not sense any feelings in me
As a poem of poetry, one of
the lymphatic ropes of love
Cosmetic lip candle light lit
up passionate dinner
Calling for the accusation of the Aral Thot, the call was made to the heart of the people
Calling the timeless darkness of the horrific feeling,
Ragasaswala women's happiness to take the plunge in the sadness of sadness.
Alok stars star Prasoon eyes
Tears are in my eyes today
What an unknown torment
is giving birth to my ink and pen
As poetry-sucking creates creative love sacrifice.
What kind of poem I am giving
birth to day after day
This is my poem where a messy
smell is coming in
The feeling of a very intense
eclipse is going on in the body
I would like to write all the funeral
picnics in the heart of the peacock.
I did not want to write such poems
This kind of feeling is filled with
a split in my ink and pen
Feeling tired of being so tired
today is today itself
I lost today in the test of chastity
of the poet
Yet one of the flesh of flesh is
helpless creature
In my writing I did my own homage
Or hijacking the chastity of poetry
I know one day's price will be paid to me
In the earth or in any other land
The pain of the painless lonajale
The day you leave it, I will leave it.

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