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Aug 2016
Through the murk of night
Little light that shine
After a glint of light
Comes home when kine
Fireflies fly

In the dark they glow
Radiating light
In the air so low
Giving beautiful sight
Fireflies fly

On leaves of  tree
On top of hills
They dance with glee
In darkest thrills
Fireflies fly...
Ruman Hafsa
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Ruman Hafsa  20/F/India
(20/F/India)   
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