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Aug 2021
You're the heady perfume of a bunch of tuberoses
I'm intensely fond of you
You murmur into the silky breeze
I hear your name in the sweet note of a cuckoo


The symbol of immorality-
the polar star is devoted to you
My life without you
is meaningless
through and through.
Farah Taskin
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