You and Me Have viewing eyes, So does the tree In its leaves. You and Me Have breathing lungs, So does the tree In its roots. You and Me Have dancing feet, So does the tree In its branches. You and Me Have speaking mouth, So does the tree In its seeds. You and Me […]
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A pretty damsel Would come out To the balcony Every evening. A face beautifully chiseled A body delicately sculpted. Her beauty Matchless and flawless, Could leave the beauty pageants Envious. Nevertheless, This doe-eyed beauty Reflected deep pain. Sometimes She watched and whispered To the kites soaring high, As if sending through them Her prayers and
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