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Jan 2020
You came in my heart like a SNOW,
I am a tree which feeling very low,
And thirsty for sweet talk coz I have only listned harsh word of crow.

I loved the way you fall on me in winters,
And the way you tinker's me, I love you in every way
I may have lost all my leaves due to cold.
But your presence in me makes meΒ Β beautiful and bold
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Written by
Sudhanshu Shardul  16/M/India
(16/M/India)   
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