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YOUTH .
The Dew is on the grasses,
dear,
The blush is on the rose,
And swift across our dial-youth,
A shifting shadow goes.
The primrose moments,
lush with bliss,
Exhale and fade away,
Life may renew the Autumn time,
But nevermore the May!
© Kartik dubey
dear,
The blush is on the rose,
And swift across our dial-youth,
A shifting shadow goes.
The primrose moments,
lush with bliss,
Exhale and fade away,
Life may renew the Autumn time,
But nevermore the May!
© Kartik dubey
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