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Aug 26
Night cascaded her dark robes overhead
She enthralled me with her children--
And, I stood there
Captivated and Bewitched.

How the crescent blooms so full !?
Veiled by the solar glare--
Yet, so beautiful
Sterling sisters splay across their Mother's robe
Between the black folds, twinkling stars danced merrily
                         So full of joy, so full of hope
Asmita Ray
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Asmita Ray  15/F/India
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