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May 2019
the sun finds the solace
as she meets the sea
so the night begins
still waters reflect the sky
the wind blows
starlight dances delicately
upon the ripples and so shall we
before dawn
she will know peace.
She was the flower
that made the sun want to rise.
be-no-one
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be-no-one  19/M/India
(19/M/India)   
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