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Dec 2019
As we walk over the lawn
     Facing the wrath of the crashing waves
    Feeling the dew beneath the sole of our foot
     As the grass tickles on every footstep

As the sun rises up with all of it's technicolour glory
    Bathing the sky with golden glitter
         Burning the water in it's yellow liquid rage.

As the wind chilled our bones
      But the beauty keep us warm
As the birds take flight
      To keep the young one fed
As the smell of the ocean
       Nurture wounds as a balm
As Foam form ashore
        Wet sand on our toes
As the day embrace the light
        The promise kept by the night
As a new hope emerges
         Just this day we'll keep up the fight.
Gulishta
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Gulishta  28/F
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