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May 2021
on the mist of dawn
he came out to play a melody
the holy rhyme of his lawn
treasured as a remedy
on the mist of dawn
they gathered on the field
for them soccer was a monotone
one with which their soul healed
on the mist of dawn
she welcomed the birds with fodder
its her way to mourn
the harsh reality of divine's order …
Written by
Jehkaran Singh  18/M
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