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May 2022
She stands right
now
looking at the
same
O' so golden
sunset
that I stand
here
admiring at this
moment
She stands there
wishing
wishing that I
am
wishing that she
is
not O' so
alone
she stands there
not
hearing my silent call of
love
Does she know
me
by my real
name
or am I
just
a sweet might
be
dream that may come
true
Mark Grover
Written by
Mark Grover
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   MS Anjaan
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