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YOUNG
B L O O D T O U G H
LO V E
MS VINODHINI VENNOO
A hot headed young man,
A tactless young woman.
One rises, glowering,
One backs down, simpering
Words yelled, blows received,
Sweet nothings whispered, wounds recovered.
Supersonic alarms set off,
The other quells it rough.
A vicious cycle of woes and woos.
Like red and green they brighten the world,
Like red and green together they twirl.
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