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O Sun ! 'Be Gentle'
You may wake her up with your rattle
O Dew ! Fall Slower
For her colour may lower
O AIR !Be breeze not wind
Don't let her tresses annoy her cheeks
Because for the time
she is here
I want her 
To remain the same forever
Smiling from her heart
Speaking from the corner of her eye
and me stealing those priceless glances 
Filling my life with fragrance
So even when she's gone
I can Smile in her remembrance

P.S:- Post written with reference to Image !


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