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fabric of compassion I will offer you lot of heat to bear When I saw you first time You look like a worried dove Your body clock was running fast As tense hare needs a peace at last Your Your Your Your heart fluttered with fear eyes were flowing passionate tears hands were looking some pure connection tired head was seeking the godly protection
Rapist can not enter in this saintly room Nobody can touch your virginity here You are safe in this divine waiting hall This night will carry you to the morning star