O Summer Days
Your Return Being Thirsty
Throughout Long Way
I'm Tired Being
Dried Soul!!
To Cure This Thirst
Waited For Packing Up
The Pen & Paper,Time Passed
Without Mind,
Ahhh!!!Lost In The Love
Of That Well Arranged
Lemons In Green & Yellow
Which In Itself Becomes
Cure To Inner Soul;
When Dissoved In
Eyes!!
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