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The auster sky, apposite maquillage

Calm hesternal excitement, thrills of yester age

Oasis of nugacity but that was yestereen

Now I lie whispered by the wind, robed by a halcyon mien 

I see her amble the sandy bank ,

the gambol of a nymph, before a  prank

I ne’er was struck before that hour
her face it bloomed like a sweet flower

With love so sudden and so sweet
awake I sleep my heart complete

I pray she hears my silent voice

flowers blooming without choice

for I have never seen so sweet a face

my heart has left its dwelling place

As I stood there before

in a place I can return no more

as my blood burnt my heart

my life is about to start

                                    sunil

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