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May 2018
When I see the stars,
They remind me of you.
Their number tells me how,
How I loved you.

The moon I see at sky,
When sky looks so blue.
It's shine tells me how,
How I loved you.

When those birds chirped,
With love but no hew.
Their chant tells me how,
How I loved you.

Weeds had their charm,
When on them lillies grew.
Their beauty tells me how,
How I loved you.

My heart ran fast,
When it knew.
That my soul told,
how I LOVED YOU!!!....
Swastik
Written by
Swastik  17/M/India
(17/M/India)   
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