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Jun 2018
From strangers we learned
of the gifts that your voice bestows.
Lending the moon its glow.
Granting the dreams their suppositions.

Now then,
must we remain empty handed ?
You who are fashioned of golden clay, should know.
That a pious man's prayer brings forth godly favours.
Ameen Haider Zaidi
Written by
Ameen Haider Zaidi  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
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