I See The Red Rose And Keep Dreaming
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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I see the red rose and keep dreaming about my love,
The dews sprinkled and splashed over,
The petals wet with
And redolent smelling sweetly.
So dazzling in hue, so fascinating in loveliness,
Catching fancy and imagination, dream and vision,
So charming and full of flair,
So dreamy and lovley.
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