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Jun 2018
Hiding  behind the transparent veil
Sweet Mischievous moments  prevail.

Mysteriously and  Magical for sure
Perfectly Sculpted to the core

As light  drops from the skies.
The infinite darkness in it dies.

As the wait comes nearly to the end of the night.
Thirsty eyes are quenched by the beautiful sight.
Written by
A M  47/M/India
(47/M/India)   
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