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Sep 2017
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O, God, Only You know exact position
None knows condition of my heart

I Just want your creation's
Sparkle in tired eyes
My heart melts
In moments of fragrance
Coming from Pleasure's Garden

Cusp of day breaks morning's mist
Mixing monochromatic memories
Inevitable yearning flies

You are away
But I keep you close
Smiling touch of thought
Warming my heart

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~
The Sick Red Carnation
Written by
The Sick Red Carnation  27/F/Iran
(27/F/Iran)   
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