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Nov 2020
The winds blow through my hair,
as I dream being held near
as we dance to the strings of love,
in the gardens of our minds.

Swaying to the mystique tunes
of our hearts, while our eyes
wander along the outlines of the unknown
entities of the universe.
-elixir-
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-elixir-  22/F
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     Sk Abdul Aziz, Zoi Ardens, --- and ---
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