getting deflowered...

I'm giving up my virginity to poetry,now and now,I wont wait for tomorrow or any other single minute,its now.It isn't painful,its lovely,ecstatic and heavenly.Kindly join me,and lets rise and rise and rise and ride in the clouds above..

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