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Sep 2015
O little bud!
How cheerfully you blush
Thy tender cheeks in the golden rise!

So sweet and cherubic
Though you lie on pyres of grass
When thy face the young moon mirrors!
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Mohd Arshad
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Mohd Arshad
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