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May 23
The waves shed their spell
Like the sound of jazz
Lost with an unseen trail
Each with their own taste
Following the rhythms of other's breath.

Their moonlight dress dancing
In the silhouette night
Galloping with the wind
Till they fade,
Through the gaps of sand.
Away from people's mind
Stuck for a while
For a moment's worth.
Ayan Roy
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Ayan Roy  19/M
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