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Aug 2016
In the ignite summer noon,

You came and gave me shivers,

And I was left frozen then,

Till your last breeze of touch,

In the cold winter rain.

In autumn I often fell to the ground

Mimicking the falling leaves

You’d robbed me of my strength

But with spring

I blossomed again

And filled colour in my black and

white existen
Srishti Kalra
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