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Heart Is Locked
My heart is locked with
the eight letters,
I don't want to break
it, in exchange of dollars.
Hey, oh! my rolling heart,
don't get rusted by the dew.
If I lose my throbbing pal,
I won't get new.
Sing a song of arrowed part,
which never bleeds though,
Its strings ring the same
tune, I love You, Oh!
poem
by
Nilakshi Das
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