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Treasures Beyond The Horizon…
I have loved the hours of solitude,
Hours of gazing at the water front.
Listening to the nature’s music,
Giving me a feeling of being in the heaven.
In knowing the secret of the flowers,
Smelling the fragrance of every passing hour.
The eyes cannot see beyond the horizon,
I am sure in its lap there are more treasures…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag
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