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May 2019
The melodies I hear are filling the void
And the golden stardust is slipping in my veins
What secrets you hold, Oh mighty being?
Your valleys are green and the air serene
So i listen more
The cluster of trees is whispering to me
Fly, fly you jester
Your hour is near now wake up
Go no more into the wheels and machines
Let alone the heels and soar through the winds.
Afia
Written by
Afia  22/F/Lahore, Pakistan
(22/F/Lahore, Pakistan)   
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     Darrell Landstrom and BR Dragos
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