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Mar 2016
Heart's feelings often grow from delusions,
Out of soil, deceived by dream's illusions ...
Love comes in no time, by plunging peaceful life into wild run of madness spree,
As spring's green sprout suddenly breaks through the trunk of dry old dying tree.
Written by
PrinceAlexander
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