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May 2020
Day bows down, when it arrives.
It goes down, when day arrives.

Neither you can change it,
Nor can I,
But all to do with it,
Is just to see with your eye.

It's real face is neither the darkness,
Nor the light.

Just things to see,
As it is The Night.
Written by
Aryaman  16/M/India
(16/M/India)   
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