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May 2016
Here it comes saying I'm those three
Which is so dear and not for free
All those pages one keep turning
In words galore they keep searching
They do not find in dictionary

Doesn't emerge from any tree
Feelings they come naturally
Used with diligence and caring
Believe me

Even some fear to utter those
The combination melody
When whispered it'll be thrilling
If experienced time goes fleeting
Sure, hearts will be in dancing spree
I L Y
John Thomas Tharayil
Written by
John Thomas Tharayil  Bangalore India
(Bangalore India)   
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