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Aug 2016
In the middle of the night
When the sight is cool
And air is less used
When even plants breathe
                       In the middle of the night
                       When the moon is on its peek
                      And the sun is nowhere to seek
                   Everything is quite as dead
                   Thoughts are full of memories
                    In the middle of the night
When darkness overwhelms
And. Light is just a hope
And people are in their self made world
Even rich and poor do the same
                 In the middle of the night
                    I hereby stand
                Watch you go to sleep
          Deep into the world of yours
              And gaurd you from he reality
             Abscess let you smile....
Anna
Written by
Anna  Noida
(Noida)   
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