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Sep 2018
Eternal snows seem to grow
Watching it with tighten brow
Feel like imaginations sown
Making the soil stubble low
Undulating land want to bow
Lands shine and well glow
Winds westwords try to blow
Snow melts and freely flows
Whiteness all everywhere recorded
Sorrows are shed and discarded
Summer winds occupy space like rewarded
Moments of eternity awarded
Written by
Uma natarajan
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