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I was glad to see a morning sun
-ray
which was looking glamour in my
-way
in a incredulous day.
Wind was thrusting a chill mist
towards my skin and burst
me with trembling.
My cheek which was swallowed by
-chillness
was hurtled by the husky heatness,
Which made me to reach the
-mood of happiness.
Suddenly I was made to be in a
-lake
in my mind which was fake.
There arose a garden
which made me to think about the
-forbidden
pure air in the roads of the cities.
It was the month may
when wind was trying to lay
the embarrassing smell of the rose
in my chill nose.
#Pravith
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