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Love In The Air…
As the cool breeze touches me and goes,
It leaves a lingering fragrance of the cherry blossoms…
The buds so fresh and tender,
Just born with the yearning love…
The silver twilight shining above,
Touches my soul wanting to be in love…
© 2016 Pimmi Nag