The daylight hatched a small little hut,
on the sandy shores of my river's bank;
The twilight came to be  matched on face;
while in my sleeps, someone came as dream;
The dark night stretched a black curtain
in between the burning sun and the wet moon;
a red rose petal, delivered a morning dew!
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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