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The Wings Of Night…
As the wings of night,
Fold me in their arms.
I drift in my dreams,
Floating on the white clouds.
They sprinkled the rain of love,
To blossom the flowers in our garden of love.
Fragrant and beautiful as ever,
This will be a beautiful heaven for us…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag
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