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Oct 2019
Cool gale
He comes swiftly,
Sit's with you,
For a while.
Dosen't make any sound,
But makes you happy,
And he goes.
Without uttering a word,
Making you sad,
For a while.
Written by
Mahesh Tripathi  16/M/India
(16/M/India)   
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