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Jun 2016
A mere fine day
Noticed a not-so-empty soul awake
Asking for a blissful day
Started by a cake

The cake witnessed a light sigh escaped

She dare to ask for more
About the time
She craves for more
About the chance

She gets up
While mumbling,
"I've made it,"
At final
Ski
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