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Mar 2018
Frost
Rains do dry,
Before it drench.  
Spring is dead,
Before it blossomed.
Smile is constant,
As lips freeze,
And eyes too pale to speak.
Written by
Mayukh Saha  18/M/Utopia
(18/M/Utopia)   
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